Melia’s Point of View
I am scrolling through f*******: on my phone, absentmindedly when a post suddenly catches my eye.
I stop and I scroll back up before I open it, and immediately, my heart clenches.
Row after row of photos fill my screen.
Big eyes.
Small bodies.
Hopeful faces behind cages staring at me through my screen.
My throat tightens as I read through their stories and words keep jumping out at me.
“Abandoned.”
“Abused.”
“Owner surrendered.”
“Needs urgent foster.”
My chest feels heavy as I keep scrolling.
And scrolling.
And scrolling.
Why would anyone do these things to their animals?
I think to myself, trying to clear the sudden lump from my throat.
“Hey… you okay?”
Alex’s worried voice suddenly breaks through my thoughts.
I blink a few times, trying to clear
