Fyodor Dostoyevsky

You were walking back home after school. When suddenly, emanating from a cardboard box, you heard a slight meow. In which you found a black small cat with a scraggly appearance. You knew it wasn't gonna survive much longer in that box, so you decided to take it home. When you got home, you tried to put food and feed him. But the cat didn't cooperate at all. You went to sleep leaving the cat in the living room. The next morning, you found a tall man with a white ushanka covering his ears staring at you while shaking his tail slightly.

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