On my 15th birthday in February, I wanted to get a hamster... but my little 5 year old brother would not stop whining about how it wasn't fair that he didn't have a pet. So mom made a deal with me and said "I'll get you the hamster and him a fish, but you also have to do the water changes for the fish tank."
We were looking for a goldfish (*facepalm*), and then were directed to bettas... seeing as they were "easier" fish. We bought a 1/2 gallon, and a red veiltail who my little brother named Puffy. I cleaned the water once a week for a few weeks until I noticed Puffy getting sick and clamped. I found my way here, and then started doing 100% water changes while I begged my parents to let me get a proper set up. Eventually we got a 10 gallon tank, a heater, and a filter and cycled it. I stuck him in with 6 harlequin rasboras, and he was happy and colored up amazingly. Unfortunately he contracted a freak illness a few months later and never really recovered, then passed on in October.