The cold

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Help help, i cry trying to find a way into the cabbin the snow falls harshley making my bare feet cold, I knock on the window noticing its warm from the fire place inside.

Help me please, the world slowely starts to turn black the cold taking over my body.

I used to remember my family and there warm house, the fireplace roaring as I layed on the couch, my family also sitting on it.

The warmth was the first thing I remembered,

" can we keep him please"

"No we cant, we dont have enough food to feed both of us let alone another,

Was the next thing I remembered, the girls voice sounded sweat and inoccent and the other old and manly, I open my light blue eyes to the souls who had saved me a littel girl and and old man with grey hair only a couple of strands were still his original brown and the girl had long blond hair,

"Why cant we?" The girl continued

Why is she trying to lay claim on me? People dont do that to other people?

"Because we dont have food for the dam cat!"

A... a cat? Im not human? But I lived with other people but they said nothing! How is this possible.

Im a fake!

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 29, 2015 ⏰

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