I am a cat, and my owner is the girl on the third floor of the house next door, but she does not recognize me because I am just a stray cat.
My body was crushed by the passing cars, and the blood stained the body of the cars. They were countless, and each car was stained with a little blood red. It was so dazzling that it was not until the red light stopped that my body took a breath. I slowly walked to the body, clung to it, and moved the broken bones and fleshy arms.
He struggled to get out of the range of the vehicle.
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