well this journal should be pretty long so try to read it all... my hampster I've talked about him quite alot... now i can't anymore. You probably get the picture. Here let me just say it... hes dead. I cried for hours last night thinking about him. his tiny little pink paws, big black beaty eyes, and lttle body tumble around in his electric green ball. My brother was gone over his friends house. My mom and i noticed that drew didn't get up in the morning. I figured he was tired because hes always sleeping at night but up in the morning so about 3 days ago he was up till' 9:00. he was tired i kept saying. Then it came night time. My brother, Jake, Pat, and Jack didn't know. Jimmy had a hunch that he wasn't okay. I had said "oh Jimmy hes tired he was up late last night." Before i said that... a car exploded (litterally) Flames burst into the air it was jimmy, jake, nikki, pat, jack, dad, mom and I. we heard police cars we all ran into the porch and there it was my neighbors car was in flames. We all figured drunk driving, thankfully no one was hurt. I tried to keep tears back but its not easy. So i went up stairs to bed my mom let me sleep in her bed with her. We talked avout Drew we went through a whole box of tissues. Talking about how he had wet tail (a sickness caused by stress) and how hes in a better place. His burrial wi;l br under a bridal vail. Soon. Well thanks for reading and please comment. I need help.

R.I.P Drew i love you