Where the wind blows is where ill go

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   Veral was wet. Her fur was soaked in rain and her cuts burned like hell. She was in the middle of a road. She had ran away from her abusive owners, and was now lost. She was a dyslexic cat, with no sence of direction. She decided, to just make use of time and try to take off her "stupid" collar. Finally after an hour maybe, she managed to rip off the stupid thing.

   As she walked, there were cars passing by. Some people threw cups and pennies at Veral as she walked along, while others just stared as they drove by. She hissed as someone's slushie cup hit her in the head. She found an old, abandoned barn and decided to stay there for the night, or until the rain stopped. She walked in and noticed a dead horse in a stall. "Probably from the tornado that happend last week..." Veral said with annoyance as she realized she would be spending a while here.

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