He was my first best friend and still is to this day. I was forced to share attention with him.
My first broken bone. I learned that life can be hard sometimes.
My first dog. I learned how to take care of a dog.
He made me realize I wanted to be a veterinarian.
I got stitches for the first time. I learned that you need to take precaution when handling animals.
I met many new people and learned how to make new friends.
I was being bullied on my bus, so I fought back and broke the bullier's nose. I learned to stick up for myself.
I had to make all new friends. I became very shy after we moved.
This was the first death In my family. I learned about death and sadness.
I was heartbroken and slightly depressed for some time.
I had an allergic reaction and needed my epipen. This experience scared the heck out of me. I realized that my allergy wasn't something to mess with.
He helped me get over Brady's death. He kept me busy and made me happy.
It was devastating to lose Dudley. He died from liver cancer. I learned that cancer is a horrible disease.
This was a really cool experience for me and it made me want to be a vet even more than I already did.
Their separation was hard on me because they both were fighting with each other and they made me feel like I was picking sides.
She was my very own first dog. I learned a lot of responsibility from having her. She honestly feels like my child and I would do anything for her.
Some bad things happened the night they separated. I lost a lot of respect for my parents and realized that they are far from perfect.
This was the moment where I gained my independence. I felt like an adult and I felt free to do whatever I wanted.
She brought our dysfunctional family closer together. I really love her and I'm glad to be her aunt.