Freshwater Pearl Mussel

It was better than any stupid gerbil yes, it-sounds-pretty cruel I now admit I didn't feed it, and I never once cleaned it I had it 2yrs on the bedroom window sill. But it did pretty well, and it was special I prized it from the moment I found it and hoped it had taken in a bit of grit I knew it would survive—it was primaeval. I'd watch it for hours at night one-footing round a plastic, oblong tank beneath the moonlight. I collected earth and blanket weed poolside everything was fine in its little compound. But that said, one day, I returned home from school and this silly fool threw it out to get at me 'there'll be no more of that; it is my rule being my stepfather, he set his decree there are no more prized possessions here for me.'