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Sixth Grade: My sister Renee and I shared a bird named Chipper. We loved Chipper more than we loved ourselves (OK. Maybe just more than we loved Sesame Street). Renee was in charge of Chipper's water, I was in charge of his food.

One day we came home and noticed Chipper wasn't doing so hot. In fact, he was flapping around the bottom of the cage.

By the time we finally found out that Chipper's water had been gone for at least a week, it was too late. I'm sure my sister still feels terrible.