It was a sunny day, and I was out playing with my pet rock. We were having so much fun together, chasing each other around and playing tag. Suddenly, I turned around and he was gone. I couldn’t believe it! I looked everywhere for him, but I couldn’t find him anywhere.
I was so upset. I went home and told my mom what happened. She tried to console me, but I was inconsolable. I loved that rock, and I felt like I had lost a part of myself.
The days following were the hardest. I would often find myself wandering around outside, looking for my pet rock. I would go to the spot where we last played together, and just sit there, hoping he would come back to me.
But he never did.
Eventually, I started to accept that he was gone. It was hard, but I knew that I had to move on.
But I’ll never forget the day I lost my pet rock. It was a day that changed my life forever.