Snake
It all began when Jessie volunteered to help out at the snake shack.
I hated snakes and I had always hated snakes.
Jessie was my best friend but we were nothing alike. I hated snakes, she hated cats. I loved cats and she loved snakes.
She went to work one day and all the snakes were angry. No one knew why they were all so angry.
She put her hand in a cage and tried to grab a snake.
It gave Jessie a surprise bite.
She went to hospital and the doctor said that she had a lot of poison in her.
She was in a coma for three weeks.
She eventually came out of the coma and she was alright but she was still weak.
She stayed in hospital for several weeks after the coma and she wasn't getting any better.
She went into I.C.U (Intensive care unit) but she still didn't get any better.
She had her first full night of sleep since the coma but she didn't wake up.
We all knew what was wrong. My best friend had passed away.
I bet she would have forgiven the snake if she were still here because a snake had always been her favorite animal and it would have never changed.