Hi, name's Alexandria_Rosamarie. But everyone calls me Rosa. It's been a long while since I was abandoned, I was barely four years old back then. I had sisters, but they were put in different cages. I only remember how our owner took us to the adoption center. I was grinning with happiness, unaware of our owner's true intentions. She led us to a desk in the lobby. I saw Neopets walk in with sad expressions on their faces, and Neopets walk out the happiest pets in the world.
Our owner walked up to this old, yellow Techo behind the desk. He said his name was Dr. Death, I didn't like him. But I didn't judge him, our owner always told us not to judge a book by it's cover. I skipped happily alongside my owner, oblivious to what was really happening.
All of my sisters and I were led to a door, the last time I saw my owner she was signing some papers on the desk. I caught a glimpse of the paperwork when they were handed to the old Techo. That was when I learned the truth. We were being put up for adoption. Our owner abandoned us.
Inside the old, dark room, I was put in a cage. We all were. The floor was cold and hard, the bars were no different. I was separated from my sisters. Every day, a few owners came in. Some to adopt, but mostly, to abandon another unfortunate Neopet.
Food was only given twice a day. And it usually ranged from gruel to stone soup, and if we're lucky, smoked Meridillian fish. I hated it here. The water looked as if Meuka stepped on it and gave it to the Esophagor. We would sleep on the cold, iron floor of the cages we were locked in. And would wake up in the same dark room we were abandoned in.
Sometimes I wished I was never abandoned. Or that I would sleep, and wake up in the arms of a loving, caring owner in a lovely, warm house that I could live in forever and always be fed home cooked meals and drink crystal clear water. But I would sigh when I dared to open my eyes every morning, another fragment of my withering hope fading away.
One day I would never forget in my time in the adoption center was when a new girl came in to the cage next to mine. She was a plain green Acara. I saw how sad and lonely she was, so I decided to talk to her. She reminded me of myself when I was abandoned with my siblings nearly a year ago.
"Hi, what's your name?"
"M-me? I-it's MaryAlice986." She spoke, shyly at first.
"Can I call you Alice? My name's Alexandria_Rosamarie, but you can call me Rosa."
"S-sure, R-rosa."
"What's wrong?"
"M-my owner a-abandoned me a-and...I-I don't know what to do!" Suddenly, the green Acara burst into tears.
"Don't worry, Alice. We were all abandoned. And we're all gonna get adopted!" I said, reassuringly.
"A-are you s-sure?" She said, sniffling back the tears.
"Of course I am! Any minute, someone's gonna walk through that door and take us to a nice, warm home with a new family."
"W-what if I don't get ad-dopted?"
"You will, I'm sure of it!" The Acara began to smile faintly.
"T-Thanks Rosa."
From that day on, me and Alice became friends. We got to know each other and eventually we were the best of friends. We would talk and share memories and even a case of Neomonia got us both. Every day we would see owners adopting. Every day we hoped to be one of those lucky Neopets. And one of those days, we will be.