Chapter thirty-five

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I looked at Hilda. I knew she was shocked. I didn't know why but I didn't care. I was her friend. I understand everything. She was just like me, in every single way possible.

Hilda.

I picked myself up for the ground. I stretched my hand out. Then, I smile. I know it was weird that a moment ago, she was trying to kill me.

Okay, to be precise, a few days ago, she almost made me bleed to death, but other besides that, I knew what was wrong with her.

Her light went too soon but it still there, no giving up.

Like how I'm not giving up everyday.

I know one day, I will be acknowledged. I will become one of the greatest cops ever. I know I'll be accepted as a citizen of Zootopia.

And I think to start it all was to become her friend.

All she had to do was take my hand.

And smiled.

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