In the care home I live in, it is mostly just older, more adult people and small children. I very often then lonely yet I sometimes play some game of cards with the caregivers or some of the older.
Some times I walk with one of the care givers to the nearest store and get some supplies for the dinner. She lets me wonder around, sometimes buys me a toy that I like. I like her.
Whenever it does happen that I go outside alone, I am a little scared. That is because some people look at me weirdly and some dont even look at me. Yet there are some very young, maybe my age, that sometimes comes over and play with me. I never see any of them much after that..
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Count Of Three
RandomShe is but a little girl who wants nothing more than some friends and kindness.
