Welcome to my first story..the one that began with the death of my pet,Charlie. Charlie,or Char,as we called him,was a good pet.He was nice,and always waited for me to arrive home.but one day,I noticed he wasn’t feeling well.We took him to the vet,my friend and I,and noticed Charlie was dying..and we put him out of his pain.A couple of days later,I noticed that he was in my dreams.It was past memories of me and him..when we played a lot.So I started to think the days after.I noticed that death isn’t really something that really..tears people apart.It brings everyone closer together,whether it be family or friends.Death can never truly tear people apart,it always brings them together.It lets them feel the common bond,that we’re all unified.And I soon realized later on that,we look at death as a fact of life,that its an inevitability..but what it truly is..is something that brings out true emotions for someone.Its..the day a friend moves away..and you miss them..but you know you’ll see them again one day.