Before my very eyes, a UFO came down to earth. It brought curiosity, fascination, but most of all a new experience for me to enjoy. Almost like raising a child, but nontheless a wonderful journey through life. From the good times of learning math and winning a knowledge competition, to the bad times of lost sports games and sickness. After all of this I was overcome by shock when Pewdie had suddenly fallen down. The screeen flashed as his life did before his eyes. The doctors tried their hardest, but nothing could rescue him from his inevitable fate. But even after this tragic event, I have learned something valuable. I learned about the ways of raising a child, and the pain of outliving one. I loved him, and that love gave him a meaningful life. So wherever he is right now, I hope that he can remember the wonderful times that we shared.
Rest in peace Pewdie: My child, my companion, my first Kuchipatchi.