Before I ever got the opportunity to, my Dad urged me to take care of fishes first. My cousin Miguel and I made merry arranging a fish tank for the fishes. Dad bought gold fishes from the pet store. We had four of it. Miguel and I named them Gigi, Olive, Lance, and Dash - to bring their initials together and spell GOLD. We fed them everyday. Sadly, on the fourth day, we found Olive lying down on the aquarium sand. As naÔve children, Miguel and I didn't know what caused its death. The following day, Dash was outside the aquarium, lying dead as well! My heart broke. Was it my lack of petting skills? Did a cat get Dash but got caught by our maid and left it there? Did Dash jump off and wanted
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