TW: kind of suicide
(Loosely based on true events)
Fifi sighed, she had been sitting in this plastic prison for days. Without a sign of being bought by a passing child, she'd given up all hope of finding her forever home. "I'm fucking tired of this. No one likes me." And then she tied the noose around her neck, jumped, and didn't die. I mean she's made of rubber tbh.
A few weeks passed. Fifi was still in the depths of despair when all of a sudden a really weird child began to walk towards her and stood in front of her cage.
"Mam can I get this rubber?"
"Err no it's fuckin mingen look at it"
Fifi had enough.
She sprouted legs and ran away
