Crap. I might have just killed our class fish. Only time will tell. Apparently the water I put him in after cleaning his tank was too hot. Now he's just kind of sitting around. One of my other teachers is devastated and will definitely cry if he dies. Crap. They called me fish murderer. I feel bad and am having a full on panic attack about the demise of Fishy Bonk. I love him, but come on - it's not that serious. I didn't run over anyone's dog. In any case, I'll be praying fishy prayers tonight.
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