Tell Me What It's Like
By Loren Hull, 14 Years old, Australia
Here I am, I am a lab rat. I don't get peas or corn to eat. I get the dried
up processed stuff that no rat would ever want.
The scientists state that they must hurt me. Its for the benefit of the
world. They must hurt a Sensitive, intelligent animal for the world. They
painted me pink to see if I would go crazy. They took my blood to see if I
could still stand up. They burnt me to see if I could still squeak.
That's the Start If you think this is horrid, this is only the start.
In my life I have never seen sunlight. I thought it was the stuff they
switched on and off. I have never seen a blade of grass. I dream of the
green hills that will one day come to me. I will forever dream of green
hills, but all I can do is dream in my relentless part of the world.
A huge brown rat, they put him into the cage with me. He only had one eye,
the other was burnt out with the acid by those slayers in the white coats. I
said to him "So tell me, what's it's like out there in the real world?" He
told me there was radiating sun and green parks that went on forever. I
thought of those things. These are the things that people take for granted.
Imagine what it would be like. No sunlight, no grass, no happiness, only
pain.
I awoke the next day into a nightmare. All nightmares into one. They put my
into a cage and poked and prodded me, it's for the well being of the world.
I seem to fail to understand why they must hurt and kill millions upon
millions of animals a year. Why?
I cried for days on end, my cries going unheeded by those cowards in the
white coats. My pain ate away at me, as if I were to eat away a piece of soy
cheese. The pain was agonizing. They put me into a cage where there was no
light at all. My skin turned pale and my eyesight failed, I still cried.
But all I got this time was "SHUT UP YOU STUPID RAT!!" That was the best
they could do.
They did all this for the world, they hurt me.
Why must they paint me pink, why must they take my blood, why must they
continuously hurt me? There is no answer, for all this pain that I go
through is not needed. This is a nightmare, all nightmares into one and you
remember that for me, will you?
I have never seen sunlight, I have never seen grass, I have never tasted peas
or corn. I was born in a cold, lifeless cage, so I must die in a cold
lifeless cage. So here I am living a nightmare.
When you wake to a morning full of sunlight, think of me.
When you walk through a green park, think of me.
When you eat your dinner that has peas and corn, think of me.
I am not the only suffering rat.............. There are millions.
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