Chalk has been spoiling me since birth, even though it should have been the other way around.
He was never demanding, always easy-going, and always doing just fine whenever I checked on him.
He was rarely hungry or unhappy even though I never paused him, and I kept his weight healthy and his bars full all the time.
I guess I started to take him for granted, because when he suddenly started to grow weaker I didn't react in time.
Back on my ski camp, he could go for six hours without me, and only losing five out of six hearts.
Now the latest days in school, he would need check more often, and his hearts started dropping at a quicker pace.
Yesterday at lunch time in school I fed him so that all six hungry bars were filled, and played games with him so that he was on health top, expecting him to last until school ended without any difficulties, making the deadly mistake of forgetting how he had been strangely weakened over the latest few days. Three hours later I suddenly recalled how he had actually fallen ill both of the two previous days, and decided to take a quick sneek peak of him in my pencil case in the end of the last lesson to see how he was doing. Only his ghost and gravestone was to be found on the screen.
I was taken aback. I had planned for fun events, holidays and normal life with Chalk at my side. Now he won't be there.
I'll keep my eyes open for you in the sky, I can easily imagine you fluttering around, as always happy with life and with a content smile, on fluffy tamawings.
Thanks for the company and all the fun you gave me, my Charuko!
Good luck to everyone else, and may the oldest (and most senile) tama win!!