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Tina's POV
Soon, Mrs. Twombly asked for me to restock the shelves. I went there imediantly just to get out of there. When I was restocking, I remembered the memory. The horrible memory that I have since I was 10. My pet talking was always a secret, even before it happened. After that though, I made it even more secretive. When I talked to the pets, it made me remember. I just felt guilty that day, I wish it never happened. "Tina, will you please check on the pets?" Mrs. Twombly said. I nodded and tried to make the memories fade. I came in the room and looked at the pets, sweet and innocent. Like his face, my old best friend's face. I took a quick glimpse and looked back at Mrs. Twombly, "They're fine, I'll go check the closet for more pet food. The food supply looks low." It was a total lie. I soon went into the closet and gently sobbed, tears were streaming down my face. Along with my blood shot eyes. I soon got my purse and took out a picture. The picture was of my best friend: his blond hair, ocean blue eyes, and his sweet innocent smile. I sobbed as I looked in his ocean blue eyes.
Russell's POV
I was playing cards with Vinnie and Sunil, until I heard sobbing. I remembered Tina running in the closet earlier. "Where is that crying coming from?" Vinnie asked. I shrugged, "I don't know, but I saw Tina run in the closet a few minuets ago." We soon continued our game until the crying got a little louder. Pepper looked more and more bothered by it, "Will someone please see what's going on?" The way Pepper looked, she was fed up by it. Everyone looked at me, as if they wanted me to check it. "Fine, I'll go look!" I said. I walked all the way into the closet and saw Tina, looking at a picture and sobbing. "Um... Tina? Is there something wrong?" She looked at me, with blood shot eyes and quivering lips, "Russell? Is that you?" I saw sitting next to a box, I decided to sit next to her. I saw her holding a picture of a blond boy smiling, "Who's that?" Tina looked at the picture then looked at me, "An old friend of mine." Why is she so sad? "Tina, does that boy have to do about why you're so sad?" When I have asked that question, she kept looking at the picture. "Yes, it also has to do with me talking to pets. It happened a long time ago..."
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