Lestat Baby Sanchez Goes by Baby
by crystal
(chicago IL)
My baby
This is a true heartbreaking story of my sweet angel baby.Its also a letter to the people who adopted my baby.
Dear the family that adopted my puppy,
My name is Crystal Sanchez.Im going to tell you my story and also why I gave my puppy up. First off I love my puppy more then anything. He was my baby and it’s been hell without him. I gave him up and the truth is I don’t know why. He had a great loving home.
So my mom gave the anti cruelty society baby, his sister and his parents. That same day I came home and I wanted him back. So my mom called and they only gave back his parents. They only gave back the parents because they were going to kill them.
So we tried everything to get him back, everything. My mom begged, I begged, I called so many times and this was before you adopted him. So he was loved and he still is loved. Believe me I never gave up. The day I found out he was adopted, I was a complete mess. I missed a week of school, you may think I used baby as an excuse, but I didn’t. I was really depressed; I did nothing but stay in my room and I cried like every 5 minutes-not lying. I mean he was my baby; my everything and I hate myself so much for giving him up. You may think im exaggerating but im not.
You know baby wasn’t his name, his name was Lestat (after the guy in the movie an interview with a vampire) and I would call him my baby and he just got used to it. You know I'm not some stupid teenager who gave up her dog and then wants him back, I'm like a mother lost without her child. I started talking to my schools social worker; you know to help me get through this.
I'm not taking him away, because I know how that feels. I wouldn’t take him away from your children; I would never bring this pain to anyone. I just wanted to tell you my story and maybe meet you.
He was my first puppy ever. I picked him out of the liter. The only black one .so cute and sweet. I had him since he was a puppy. He would lie under my chair while I did homework and I took him everywhere. I keep wishing this is a dream a long horrible dream and ill wake up and there he’ll be. I tried everything to find you, everything. I have 150 ads out on the Internet and I did so much, pray, wish, and I never could reach you. Please take care of him because I would if it was the other way around.
Also if you write back can you tell me what he was for Halloween? Its cause I bought him a Halloween costume-a pumpkin when he was mine. I just wanted to know. Also if you ever want to give him up, I mean I don’t understand why you would, but if you ever did please give him to me, it doesn’t matter how big he is or how long it takes I would take him back in a heartbeat. So thanks for your time and sorry for the long letter.
