It hurts when you cut your finger with paper. Ow, she said, and ran towards the tap. Water, water, water, That's better, she said, and then she sat. The walls are painted purple. I like purple, she thought, staring at the bin. Dark, light, and some other ones too But the wall she was staring at wasn't as cool. Maybe it had too much water, she thought, 'Cause it got hurt like her finger, so now it looks like that. Maybe it got hungry So it found some food. She didn't think it looked very tasty But she's hungry too, so her sister found her a plant. Why does the wall need food? She asked, But her sister wouldn't reply. She thought the food didn't look very nice So she tried to feed it some rice. After all, she likes purple And she wanted the walls to stay like that But somehow, every time she helped They would turn just as furry as the cat.
