Zoey looked out her room window, her injured arm held close to her and her other hanging by her side as she watched the rain fall silently. The silence ruled as Zoey seemed to be looking at the rain as it fell, but in all reality, she was looking at the ugliest thing she had ever seen.

Herself.

Zoey could see her reflection, her ugly black fur all which way, her revolting blue eyes, the way her ears stood up like how they always did. 'Why am I alive?'  Zoey asked herself, blinking slowly to try to get her image out of her mind, only for it to come back when she opened her eyes. 'No one wants me here; my parents sure don't'  Zoey thought to herself, letting her tears rise as she remembered how they had walked out of her room earlier without saying a word.

Her mom was crying in her room, being held by her husband unknowingly to Zoey as she got up from her chair to lay on her bed again, still looking out the window. 'Is this really my life? Or is it Hell?' she asked herself as she let her eyes close.

A darkness surrounded Zoey as she walked along, her mind filled with a heavy fog. "Die..." a voice said, making Zoey look up as she froze. "Hello?" she called, shaking slightly, only to scream out in pain when she felt something slash at her leg. She looked down to see that she was bleeding a lot.

She screamed again as she fell, holding her leg as her vision shifted to reality, leaving her with a knife in her hand, covered in her blood. Zoey was too weak to call for help as her head swam, falling unconscious as she neared death. 'Goodbye mother, father,' Zoey thought last, losing all feeling in her body as she closed her eyes, letting her blood wash over her.