I remembered I used to be a street cat when I was alive. Every day, I struggled to survive in a tough world. I'd been attacked and gone hungry, but I also fought back, using my smarts to get through. I tried to find a group of cats to protect me, but I realized that I was my best protector. Even though I was just a little cat, I never gave up. I had to find my own way to survive!
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