Living with my mum n step-dad for a while. The two of them have been away for a fortnight because my step-dad's dad just died (obviously he's taking it really badly). I'm here alone and the only responsilbility I was given was to feed the fish..."James (my S-dad) will be furious if his fish die too!". And I HAVE been feeding the fish, the right amount at the right times, but I got up this morning and....
ONE OF THEM HAD DIED!!!!



Me ma made a reet big deal about feeding them n all. They don't even have names but he's had them for years and is pretty attached. They're flipping old though, it is no sruprise one died, but while I was meant to be feeding 'em!!....fleshin' hell.
I don't know why I'm telling y'all this. I'm dreading telling my step-dad, I haven't even spoke to him since his dad died and the first thing I'll be telling him is I killed his fish. I sorta don't know whether to laugh or cry!