The fish died.
I'm depressed now. I saw him floating there yesterday. All white. The new fish who will now be referred to as the evil ones gnawed at him. Why did we have to get new fish? He was happy by himself. When they came, he hid! Poor thing didn't have a chance. Think it might've had something to do with the entire "trial package" of fish food my dad emptied in the tank a little overenthusiastically. Poor little fishy. I'll miss you Casper.
Seeing a future for all that's in shreds, that's where all of my travels have led.
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