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I am a white cat, now bruised on my right eye. Now I am a red and brown cat, not loved any more. I limp around the crowded streets, just barely able to walk. I need somewhere to stay overnight but, no human would ever want to keep a cat that looks like me.1

I stray mindlessly to a nearby apartment complex and travel to the first building that I see. I now sit in front of the door, trying to keep warm. I find it impossible.2

I see headlights coming towards me; I try to flee, but my hurt paws would not take me anywhere. And so I sat, watching the car come to me. It stops.3

Sitting here confused, I now watch as a tall man gets out of the car and walks to the other side. He opens the door and pulls out a small girl with curly brown hair. The girl hugs him.4

I am jealous.5

The man closes the door and sets the girl down next to him while he locks the car using some device called ‘a key’. The little girl turns and looks at me. She gasps; I flinch.6

She speaks to the man in the human’s language. He faces me and I face away from him, exposing my hurt face on accident.7

I hear him gasp and see him walk over to me. I want to run, but I can’t move, it’s almost like I am paralyzed. He holds my ugly face in his warm hands. I try to purr, but all that came from my dry throat was a scratchy rumble. 8

The girl comes and stands behind him. I try to focus on her instead of the man. I now feel hands around my waist, picking me up. It doesn’t feel good. I try to meow, but only a tiny squeak came out. I am defenseless. 9

I am being carried into the apartment and set down on a cold, flat surface near a sink. I shiver. 10

The man stares into my punctured blue eyes and shakes his head back and forth. I am now being picked up and placed into the large sink. 11

Water starts to pour out of something that connects to the back of the sink. It feels warm and wet. I try to close my eyes and relax.12

The man’s hands caress my fur and rub gently against my bruised face. In a way, it feels good. He hits a part of my eye that feels really uncomfortable. Another tiny squeak comes from the back of my sore throat.13

The water stops pouring out of the long tube-like thing and I feel a cozy cloth around me. I am pulled out of the sink and set on the floor. My tail twitches a bit. The little girl starts to pet my head. The man comes and strokes my back.14

I think I now have somewhere to live and someone to love me.15

Please stop animal cruelty now!!!!!!!