Midnights journey (Offbrand warrior cats ?)

Chapter 4

I've known oreo for a long time. All the other kittypets said we arrived at the same time. I have always had a place for him in my heart. When my mother disappeared he was the one to comfort me. All the kittypest said when she left they stayed together alot. When my twoleg got hurt and couldnt feed me, Oreo helped me hunt. And when my twoleg came home, drinking foul stuff, yelling at his mate and breaking my foot he was the one who yowled to his twolegs he helped me recover and become stronger than ever. But when his twolegs found me and kicked me out, he followed me! Though he missed his twolegs it was my turn to confort him of the shock of how mean twolegs were. At that point we knew we had to stay together no matter what. But I asked myself, Why? why can't anyone love me? Even though oreo was there she still thought, can't anybody take care of me? Love me? Nobody likes me except oreo. Even my own mother left me! It was always like that. A conflict inside of her. Just battling to get out. Sometimes she would snap at other cats around her just for liking her, because she knew, nobody actually liked her. And she didn't want anybody to. They left too many memories, painful memories.