I stared at her in her exhibit, and she seemed to stare right back at me. As I looked closer into her eyes, they seemed to be filled sorrow, fear. As she lay in the grass I wonder what it must be like, stuck in an enclosed exhibit, indoors at night, with people staring at you all day through a thick glass window. Sometimes she would come up to the glass, scratching and pawing as if to be let out. I wish I could go in there with her and keep her company. If only her kind weren't so dangerous to ours. I got lost just looking at her, thinking about her feelings, about her life after they brought her here. My mother called us over, herding us back together. I sighed... Why do they have to lock humans up in places like this?
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