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Getting up from being tossed out, Abigail saw the lady and began to get scared. Lowering her ears, Abigail nods as she started to circle around Pandora. As she did, she snatched at Pandora's pocket and dashed around the corner to her shelter.
Squirming through the gap, Abigail sat in her box and wiggled her bunny nose a bit as she began to open her hands to see what she managed to get from the hell hounds pocket. To her foolishness, it was just a few dollars. It was barely enough to buy something to eat. It had been a few days since Abigail had ate last. Thinking of what she had last, wouldn't be appealing to most.
Abigail had been eating old produce from the stores compost bin out back. Most contains moulded carrots, berries and Rancid nuts. The poor girl was hungry, cold, and wet.
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The Pain of one is the death of another, it suffers on and on till something gives; then there is no humanity, just agony and loneliness .
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