Look at Ten Minutes and Fifteen Minutes for rules and such.
Look at His Shell for type of style.
The topic is: His Shell style writing.
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Fawma! Fawma!
Everything was black.
I felt lightheaded and weak.
What was happening to me?
All I remember is foxes. They stole me from my fawma.
They were already going through so much.
My brother was a stillborn.
I am reserved and shy.
I won't go outside and new cats scare me.
I am a disappointment.
Fawma deserves better than me.
Maybe the next litter will be better.
All goes black.
My eyes flutter open and I can't remember anything.
Where am I?
Who am I?
G….
Ge….
GeGe?
Is that my name?
It's okay for now…
But I'm all alone.
Alone with no memory.
Might as well be dead.