Author's note: I wish people who read this short novel get a chance to think about what it means to be happy.
13.I was returning to Arie’s. I was returning to happiness. I was determined to live as happily as possible to cancel out the countless frowns that had graced my face once. But as fate would have it, I saw two lights coming towards me on the road. It was a truck, and the driver was mouthing something as his monstrous vehicle came over me. What on Earth had he been saying, I would have liked to know.
I heard Arie’s voice, thinning out as I was…
Had I been born a human, perhaps I wouldn’t have died this easily. But I am so thankful that I had been born a cat. Want to know why?
Because I was lower than humans, I could always look up instead of down.