I used to think being adorable was God's greatest gift. See the one thing I wasn't told about is that the human race possesses an inordinately short attention span. I don't know how long it's been since I've been held by a human. Things just weren't as they were cracked up to be.
I could recite various definitions of hate but even so no words would be able to amount to the steaming abhorrence I am filled with every time I glare outside my prison and see that son of a bitch, Jerry. One may figure with enough searing fibers of hatred they could shatter the earth's surface with their own fists. At least, that's what I've thought about from time to time.
Soon enough, the tides of fate will realize the direction they were going in was anything short of true virtue. I will be rewarded for my patience. And when I finally slit Jerry's jugular, overwhelming satisfaction will follow suit. I just know it.
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Path of Vengeance
Adventure⚠️PLEASE BE AWARE⚠️This is a retelling of a story I wrote on my FIRST account. The original is called "Fatty Fat Hamster". Please don't read it for my sake. There are two sides of this story worth mentioning: 1: A Syrian hamster seeks redemption fo...