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My Pet - H.S

My Pet - H.S

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As I entered the pet shop, the sound of the bell on the door echoed through the air. The man at the counter rushed out to greet me. "Oh! Mr. Styles sir! How c-can I help you today?" He asked. "I am looking for a pet," I say curtly. "Oh of course, of course. What kind were you looking for?" He asks again. "A human. Female. Young." "Okay, okay just this way" He ushers me to the right. "A new shipment just came in from Earth this morning, some beautiful specimens, somewhat intelligent too." A take in the wall of cages full of young girls from Earth. Some were crying, shaking, sobbing. Others were lying there still, barely blinking. Then there was one, at the end. She was small, had long hair and bright green eyes. She wasn't crying, she was sitting in the corner of her cage, hugging her knees. She was beautiful. "I take this one,, " I say. "Okay, would you like anything else today?" The man asks nervously. "No. Send the bill to my staff" "Of course Sir. Have a good day Sir" He says as he unlocks the cage and grabs the girl by the arm, yanking her out. She cries out in pain, as her tiny body is thrown to the floor. I grab her and pull her into my arms. She shakes now, pressed up against me, sobbing slightly. I cup her head with my hand. We exit the shop, and I place my pet in the backseat of my car. I get in the front and drive off. Taking my baby home.
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