My Cat Cell Dialectical Journal

I woke up grumpy in my little cat cell as you could call it. I hate this place and I wish, I was home with my mom and my little brother. Oh how much I miss them. I heard a loud dinging comming from behined me, I was confused because it was my first day at the shelter and I didn't know what we what was going on. I got up out of my uncomfortable makeshift bed that I made from some sheets that were in my cell. I went over to the other side of the cell where there was metal bars. The person who brought me in this god forsaken place put me through those bars to get me in here. It was a tight squeeze and I hated it. The person walked by my cell looked at me deeply and said “I'll call you Lizzy”. Lizzy i thought to myself what a kind of name is that. I

She soon came back in a flash and screamed "Lizzy, Lizzy, Lizzy i'm back! I was near dying for how high pitched her voice was so I started to cry and scream. She came to my cell, unlocked the door and pulled me out of the cage. It hurt, the bars were pushing up against my soft fur and my plump stomach. While holding me she screeched "You have company!" She brought me in this wide open room with cool cat tower that I could play on. I thought I was in heaven. I thought this place was terrible and no good but this showed me otherwise. I leaped out of her arms over to the play set with my fat tummy flailing through the air. I went over to the scratching pole on the toy set, we had one of these at home it was similar to this one but more used and was torn at the bottom of it. I was so excited that I just missed the family of four sitting on a bench right next to it. I looked up very intimidated and screamed in a loud manor. I quickly jumped back into the toy set in fear, I barely fit but it didn't hurt like the cage because it had a squishy carpet covering. I hid in the back of the toy set and peeked my head out. I saw a mom, dad and two children, a boy and a