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Mar. 29th, 2013 01:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Once upon a time, there was a little kitten.
[A picture of a kitten appears.]
The kitten loved to play, and she spent her days running around the city, trying to find other kittens to play with. Instead, she found a little girl.
[And the picture of the little girl appears.]
The kitten loved the little girl, and the little girl loved the kitten. But one day a group of bullies showed up.
[This picture of bullies could be better, but shh.]
They teased the little girl, and taunted her for taking care of something so small and weak. They ripped the kitten out of her hands and tossed it down the alley. The kitten was okay, but they beat up the girl.
The little girl had to recover for a long time, and the kitten found her way home. She sat outside the window of the little girl's bedroom, but her father had forbidden her from letting the kitten in.
[Sad kitten in the rain…]
By the time the girl could get out of bed, the kitten was still there. But the kitten was dead.
So who's the wrong one in this story? The kitten, for trying to reach out for help? The girl for not being able to protect the kitten? The bullies for beating her up and hurting the kitten? Or the father, for not letting the kitten in?
[Tsukasa you're banned from telling stories from now on.]
[A picture of a kitten appears.]
The kitten loved to play, and she spent her days running around the city, trying to find other kittens to play with. Instead, she found a little girl.
[And the picture of the little girl appears.]
The kitten loved the little girl, and the little girl loved the kitten. But one day a group of bullies showed up.
[This picture of bullies could be better, but shh.]
They teased the little girl, and taunted her for taking care of something so small and weak. They ripped the kitten out of her hands and tossed it down the alley. The kitten was okay, but they beat up the girl.
The little girl had to recover for a long time, and the kitten found her way home. She sat outside the window of the little girl's bedroom, but her father had forbidden her from letting the kitten in.
[Sad kitten in the rain…]
By the time the girl could get out of bed, the kitten was still there. But the kitten was dead.
So who's the wrong one in this story? The kitten, for trying to reach out for help? The girl for not being able to protect the kitten? The bullies for beating her up and hurting the kitten? Or the father, for not letting the kitten in?
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