Mr Pip
by Amie
(Shropshire)
I was just six when Pip came along. He was my best friend growing up, my pillow to cry on when I was a hormonal teenager and then my protector when I brought a boyfriend home.
I'm now 24 and i have just had to say good bye. It's broken my heart. Going home to see my parents won't feel the same for a long time to come!!
Good night Pip, sweet dreams xxxx
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