The Hamster, an essay on a personal experience

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…this plan because I didn't want to warp my little sister's sense of reality into thinking that living things don't die, but live on forever. No, that wouldn't have been the solution, and even if I successfully did it, I wouldn't have felt good about myself. I knew that my sister would get over the hamster's death eventually, and she did. In fact, she got over it quickly. She even bought another hamster. Oh boy...