I Wish This World Could Get Along Without Me

"Sometimes I wish I didn't exist," seven-year-old An An would think.

He sat on the white steps at the end of the school corridor, gazing enviously at the stray cat up on the roof. Its fur was yellow with a hint of white, and it prowled around with its tail proudly raised, looking utterly pleased with itself.

Note: Children's literature, a story for both adults and children.

Theme: I hope this world can have a place for me.