[[Continuing really old story.]]
As the cheery-ish sun rose to greet the world again, the cars zoomed oleh in a hurry, ignoring the streets-people that need thier help. The box I was sleeping in had gotten soggy from fall's late thunderstorm with rain. And my grey bulu had gotten soaked, and dripped the dirty rain water. My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda eyes looked up at the city sky, glistening with sadness. But some hope that someone would help me. Anyone in fact. As long as I got out of this terrible life I am living.
I hated the rich, they always think "We got it harder than those hobos." No, just take a look out, we're all the same cruel-ness on the inside. Leaving innocent children in the streets, sick, hungry and without family.
My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda and black ears wrapped around me, giving myself a hug, of reassurance. Mom used to hug me the same way. I wish I could see her again. Her tender cinta and gentle care still lingers, but only faintly.
"Mom, if your out there atau watching over me, thank you." I spoke, letting my soft voice carry in the gentle winds of the big city.
As the cheery-ish sun rose to greet the world again, the cars zoomed oleh in a hurry, ignoring the streets-people that need thier help. The box I was sleeping in had gotten soggy from fall's late thunderstorm with rain. And my grey bulu had gotten soaked, and dripped the dirty rain water. My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda eyes looked up at the city sky, glistening with sadness. But some hope that someone would help me. Anyone in fact. As long as I got out of this terrible life I am living.
I hated the rich, they always think "We got it harder than those hobos." No, just take a look out, we're all the same cruel-ness on the inside. Leaving innocent children in the streets, sick, hungry and without family.
My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda and black ears wrapped around me, giving myself a hug, of reassurance. Mom used to hug me the same way. I wish I could see her again. Her tender cinta and gentle care still lingers, but only faintly.
"Mom, if your out there atau watching over me, thank you." I spoke, letting my soft voice carry in the gentle winds of the big city.
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Heeeey, me and Rachel-Savaya made a new club for those wanting back those old days of the Sonic fan Character Club. Help us work our way back to those times oleh joining up and posting some pictures of your characters!
And hey, doesn't even need to be Sonic characters anymore. anda can literally put up any character you've made. We'd be happy to meet them!
The Club comes with some simple rules and experienced members of the older club to help shape it and keep it drama-free. Just about anyone can gabung with whatever creative level anda have on you. anda can Mingle, Role Play, Trade characters, Chat, atau Post content such as videos, art, atau stories!
Heeeey, me and Rachel-Savaya made a new club for those wanting back those old days of the Sonic fan Character Club. Help us work our way back to those times oleh joining up and posting some pictures of your characters!
And hey, doesn't even need to be Sonic characters anymore. anda can literally put up any character you've made. We'd be happy to meet them!
The Club comes with some simple rules and experienced members of the older club to help shape it and keep it drama-free. Just about anyone can gabung with whatever creative level anda have on you. anda can Mingle, Role Play, Trade characters, Chat, atau Post content such as videos, art, atau stories!