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Today, Maggie’s fish passed away. It was right after dinner, when Maggie went upstairs to read, and then we heard crying. “Is she crying?” said Mom. Maggie came downstairs looking sad. Mom said, “What wrong?” Then Maggie said, “My fish died” Even I was a little sad. Maggie had just got that fish in August, on her birthday, and it was even acting weird this and last week. I went upstairs to check it out after Mom went with Maggie, and it was floating like a boat with 1,000 life vests in it.