Two weeks later,
I wake up, my belly rumbling, I walk to my makeshift house and take a mouse off the food pile. I let the warm juices seep through my mouth and sigh. Two weeks since I had a life, two weeks since I was a kitten.
I celebrated my birthday just before I was kicked out, with both my parents. I used to love them, now I hate them. I don't remember why I was kicked out, and I don't want to. Didn't I amuse them in a kitteny way? Did I accidentally hurt or sadden them? "What did I do wrong?" I whisper aloud. All I have to reassure myself are the words, I don't need them I'll be alright.
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The Silver Cat
AdventureMags the tiny kitten, is abandoned by her family. Forced to move house, she wanders round the streets of Tokyo. What will become of this small cat?
