Friday, October 2, 2020

Autobiography Of A Cat-Paragraph

When I was hungry as a kitten, I used to mew softly with a melancholy look. But no one cared to throw even a small piece of food towards me. I had led a helpless life for a few months. Then I began to steal food articles from the householder's kitchen. With time, I learnt how to open the bottom door of the refrigerator. I opened it easily with one of my front limbs and stole fish, meat, butter, cheese, milk and some other foodstuff. Then quickly I slipped away through the window. From there, I climbed the steps to reach the roof. There at noon, I used to doze for an hour or so. In this way, I became a little plump.
I was then about five months old. One day a school-girl visited the house. She liked my appearance, and took me on her lap. I pretend to be a nice pet. She caressed me. I liked it. Because since my birth, I have always been hated, neglected, and beaten by men and women around. They attacked me cruelly and scratched my limbs many times. Now this girl has taken a fancy on me. She is carrying me home in a car. I am extremely happy. I will live with her in her house. hope that she will take good care of me.

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