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Hey, Socks.
(yells) Come down here.
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| Socks: |
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Snowball,
is that you? What are you doing outside?
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| Snowball: |
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I attacked
my owner because I’m sick and tired of being trapped
in that
boring house. I felt like a prisoner in there.
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| Socks: |
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That was
a stupid thing to do. Now, where are you supposed to
go?
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| Snowball: |
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I want your
territory because I envy you. You always look so happy
in your beautiful yard. You have the only plum tree
with the smell of sweet, fresh plums and honey from
a beehive.
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| Socks: |
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Why
would you want what I have? I don’t have enough food
in my yard. The birds do not come any more. When you look
at me I might look happy because of where I live but inside
I’m dying. |
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| Snowball: |
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What
do you mean? You’re not dying. |
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| Socks: |
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Yes, I am
dying. I’m dying of hunger. I feel my heart is
beating at a slower rate and I feel my stomach is constantly
hurting because it is empty. I’m not as fast as
I used to be. I feel scared before I go to sleep because
I might not wake up. My life will not be fulfilled if
I fall asleep some day and don’t wake up. If this
happens I will miss out in my future. I want kittens,
and I want grand kittens. I want to explore farther
than my yard, and my neighborhood.
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| Snowball: |
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Well
then, why don’t you eat the plums on the tree so
you won’t be hungry? |
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| Socks: |
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I’m
allergic to plums and even if I could eat plums they would
not last because they grow once a year. (a couple seconds
of silence) Hey Snowball, you know that magical wish
you were born with? |
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| Snowball: |
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Yeah,
what about it? |
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| Socks: |
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Well,
I’ve been thinking and this might sound crazy but
I think that if you give me that wish, I could wish to
fly so I can chase my meals when they fly away. And then
it will be easier for me to eat more and get healthy again. |
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| Snowball: |
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You
want my wish? |
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| Socks: |
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Yeah |
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| Snowball: |
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But that’s
my only wish. I’m saving it for the most perfect
wish I can think of.
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| Socks: |
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Snowball,
how could you even say that? I thought we were best friends.
Please, please Snowball. You don’t understand I’m
really hurting inside. My stomach is aching right now.
Can’t you hear it roar? |
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| Snowball: |
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I’m
really sorry Socks. I can’t just waste my wish like
that. |
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| Socks: |
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Waste, waste?
How could you even say that? We’ve been best friends
for seven months. That’s pretty much my whole life.
Friends are always there for each other. I feel unwanted,
and crushed and as if 1,000 needles were shooting into
my heart.
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| Snowball: |
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Socks, I
do care for you. You are my best friend. Now, knowing
that you are dying I am upset because we are so close.
But since I attacked my owner I could lose my freedom.
I want to be free so I can make my own choices
and live my own life. There’s a whole world out
there. If I were on the outside I could run as far as
I want, eat whatever I want, and do whatever I want.
I would like to play and roll in the grass, chase birds
and mice and climb trees. I would feel fulfilled and
relieved. I can’t go back. So if you won’t
give up your territory I will have no place to stay
that will make me happy. My owner might take me to the
pound and put me to sleep. I could lose my life.
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| Socks: |
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I
understand why you want to be free. You are my best friend
and I want to help you but in order for me to help you,
you need to help me. |
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| Snowball: |
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You mean
like a bargain?
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| Socks: |
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Yeah, that’s
exactly what I mean.
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| Snowball: |
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I
guess we could make a trade. |
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| Socks: |
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All
right, you want my territory, right? |
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| Snowball: |
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Yeah,
exactly. |
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| Socks: |
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And
I need your wish so I can live. |
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| Snowball: |
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But
this wish is a once in a lifetime thing. |
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| Socks: |
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Snowball,
do you want to live in my backyard or not? Do you want
to live in my backyard or do you want to go back to your
owner? |
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| Snowball: |
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I
want your yard. |
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| Socks: |
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No,
you can’t have my yard but we can share it and you
give me your wish so I can live. |
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| Snowball: |
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I
never thought I would say this but O.K. It’s a deal.
(Socks and Snowball shake paws.) |
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(Five
months later, Socks is in perfect health with the ability
to fly, sharing her back yard with Snowball. Socks and
Snowball decided to be more than friends and to have kittens
together.) |
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The
End. |
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