I’m looking for some food in an old rusty house. I would like to be nice and hot like a fire but it is the wind that is making me cold. A little wind is not going to stop me looking for food. I cannot give up now. My family does not love me. They have dumped me out on the street and abandoned me. I walk to the park. I am unwanted and homeless. Not the best day for me. Life is not fair. I am hungry and need some water. I cross the road and a car comes and hits me and I stay there.