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𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎. 𝙼𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 "𝚠𝚑𝚢'𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚜" 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝙼𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 "𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛" 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 "𝚗𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚎" 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜 "𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛".
𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 " 𝙸𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢" 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎. "𝙰𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎" 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚜. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚍...?

I wake up tears rushing my face so it was a dream? I get up from my bed the and go over to my cats Mavis and sardine. The two are sleeping curled up together their tails intertwined together and their paws set over each another. I pour food into the two pink and purple bowls and set a large cup of water between the bowls before changing into my favorite shirt and a pair of blue shorts. The two lovecats got up from their slumber and licked each other's faces until sardine noticed the food sitting in the vibrant bowls.

Mavis and sardine rushed to the bowls to eat the kibble I left and I watched as the two happily munched of the food I left them. Sardine is a grey coated tabby cat with foggy blue eyes his fur long soft and neatly combed but Mavis is a sphinx cat he was a darker shade of pink and his eyes were green and yellow earning him the nickname sprite. The two despite being polar opposites they were allways together.

I brushed my long brown hair teasing it at the fronts and back turning it fluffy and soft. I never ate much even as a child so I got myself a slice of bread that had been sitting in my fridge.

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