Confession of Walter the Xweetok by Midnightslove3

I was sitting under the pouring day. You see my name is Walter and I come from the Xweetok clan. You see, I am about two months old. You must think I am completely crazy standing in the rain like a bum on the street. The truth is, I got kicked out of my neohome. My owner, dragonhybrid, left me here. I am telling you right now, he is inhuman. He has no feelings. He did not care if I was starving. All he wanted was to get me and his other neopets to become just like him. A cold blooded killer. He wanted to make us strong and fast so we could hurt everyone on our path, but I did not want that! He saw my weakness and abandoned me on the street of Neopia. Now, I felt alone and forgotten. No one in this world loved me. I read stories about the good in people. To me, it is all a myth. Having someone who will care for me and love me is for me something beyond my wildest dreams. Yet something told me I could and should try and find one. I got up and started walking. I then decided I would travel the whole Neopian world to find what I truly believe is true. I walked past the rainbow fountain and followed the road down to the market place. I then saw that the soup kitchen was open. Starving I ran inside and politely asked for a bowl of soup. She smiled and handed me two! She knew I was really hungry and I saw that she was a good hearted young faerie. When I was satiated, she told me to come back whenever I wanted and gave me a couple of soups to go. She wished me good luck and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled and turned around. And here begins my quest. I shall travel the world, go beyond the seas to find one great owner who will truly believe in me and care for me. I looked to the horizon and savored the true feeling of freedom. With a smile and my delicious soups that I put into a bag which was given by the lovely soup faerie, I took my first step towards my near by future. – Midnightslove3

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