Greetings all,
Hopefully everything is healthy,
This time I will try something new, that is trying to raise a reality of life in the form of a story, in the hope that the readers are all entertained, and the greatest hope is that all readers will be motivated by the short story I will describe.
All right, ....
I start with a name that I will lift the story of his life. His name is "Rocky".
Rocky is a name he receives during his life at the beginning of change. Previously he lived an unworthy life "if I may say" how not, the life he lived with the beginning of the exile that he felt, he left his mother live life with another male at the age still need nyusu, he lived life with the look up to the mercy of people . However, to which he got a scolding, the floating palms hit his tiny face, the legs that kicked his weak body. He never got the mercy he hoped for.
However, after so much of the darkness of life that he felt, with the blinding patience, he finally saw the light within a person. Eventually he picked it up, bathed, fed, sheltered, and nicknamed.
Now, the life he lives is a very blessing life in my opinion.
We've talked a long time ago. For mere information for all, that Rocky is a cat.
Hopefully this story is useful for you all.
