Meet Mika. She's that white dog in the basket. She's my companion everyday when no one's at home. She's the princess in this house, but ever since I came, we've both been the princesses. It's just that I get to sit on the table and eat and she does not. I get to eat chocolates and grapes but she is not allowed. Dogs can't do chocolate and grapes, you know.
Trust me, Mika is not treated like a dog at all. The nearest to a dog that we call her is 'Woof'. Then, she's equally alike the other princess in the home. She gets a treat, I get a treat.
Now, what everyone is wondering is that you all thought I was scared of dogs. Now, they're like, my friends. That's true. I WAS scared. Coming to Canada, I had no choice but to be friends with them all. In this house, there was a dog. The other house, there was a dog. Another house, another dog. Basically, I had no choice.
It's not that I've really gotten over my fear, but I'm wiling to touch them, to pet them as long as they don't bite, I'm happy.
Anyway. In that picture, we were choosing shoes. That's my most favourite cousin ever, Ivan, and only because he was the one buying the shoes for me (: Aldo here, is the cheapest. I love them. So I picked a red ballet flats that will be delivered to the house one day. I don't know when, though. haha.
I haven't seen both my cousins in almost 15 years. 20 maybe, who knows? I was really young when I met them and I have a fuzzy memory about them. They are the only boys in the house and when I came here, I got bullied. It was bad. BAD. But for their sake, I put up with it. Why? I only see them once in 20 years, give them a chance ! Plus, they never had a sister before, right? Besides Mika, but not counting that.
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