I got her when I was roughly 7 years old and I named her Keely. My mom’s friend got her at a flea market. The bottom of her tiny shell had an arrow pointing downwards and I remember clearly how my mom’s friend said it meant the turtle was going to have a long life with me. Fast forward to 11 years, I saw her grow and grow. She got so big that I didn’t think we had the proper space for her anymore. She usually just sat in a container and was let out to walk in the grass every now and then. I hated seeing her like this. I felt like one day I was just going to wake up and see she had died. I was told I could let her free and she could learn on her own, but I didn’t want that. I reached out to this facebook group that has a tortoise ranch. They told me they knew someone who had a bunch of my turtle’s kind (red eared slider) and that she was a teacher. I asked if they trusted her and they said yes. I began to cry on my way back from dropping Keely off. I kept reminding myself that she would have a better life with other turtles. I came across a video a while back on Reddit on how some turtles are violent towards others and it got me feeling very very sad. I desperately want to reach out to this lady who has her but I’m probably just overthinking. I feel guilt, but I also felt guilt not having the proper environment for her to continue growing. I miss her so much, I feel horrible and it keeps me up at night when she pops in my head.
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