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Oliver peered through the cracked glass, transfixed on the rain pouring down from the heavens above. Even through the heavy rain, Oliver could hear the distant ringing of a bell and water sloshing around as cars drove by on the narrow roads. It had been fifteen years since Oliver had lost his owner. Fifteen years of little to no food, no love, no safety, and no rest. He had grown into an old, mangy cat that was unwanted and ignored by all. Not even the rats that scavenged in the sewers paid attention. That is, all but one in particular. One day, when the sun was shining and the streets were dry, a mouse named Lilly scurried across the alley floor adorned with garlands of flowers. The flowers were a fresh, and vibrant yellow. So vibrant that they caught Oliver's eye.Oliver quickly scrambled from the ledge from which he was perched on, and leaped over the peculiar little mouse. The mouse displayed no sign of fear, even though a predator was staring her dead in the eye. The rat looked up, innocently at Oliver and asks, "Good day sir, I was wondering if you had any cheese to share." Oliver mockingly replied, "no you silly little rat! I have not any cheese, let alone scraps!" (I WILL CONTINUE THIS STORY IN A LITTLE WHILE)
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