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It was the same for many nights. Boy Boy would sneak out do see this water. The most fun came when it was all the way full, when he could touch it. There were many more things to this world though. Like the left over snacks under the girl's bed. Bad Boy would dive under the bed to see what he could fine. His favorite snack was the the bag of corn chips though. It was such a big bag, filled with the best treats. Often, he would lay inside the bag and eat until he couldn't eat anymore. In one of these nights, he found that all the food was cleaned up, maybe by the girl or maybe by her mother. Eather way he wasn't happy. The next night though, there was a pickle that he hadn't seen before. It had a different taste to it though. Suddenly, after the whole night without going to the glass of water, he became very thirsty. Bad Boy started to run back to the cage but stopped. If he was to go into the cage, someone might hear him and he might not be able to go back to his "under the bed" meal. He stood there thinking. It was almost morning and he could go without water for the rest of the night but he was just to thirsty. Sudenly it came to him. Why not drink out of the glass of water? Could he do that? He had to try it now. He turned around and started to bound over to the bed-side dresser, where the water usually was. He climbed up and looked at it. It was drank down a little so it wasn't up to the top. The girl must have drank out of it. He made his way over to the glass and started to make his way to the top. When his head peaked over the edge, he moved up and was now on top. He didn't know how he was going to drink out of it though as if wasn't full to the top and he couldn't just reach it. He decided to lean forward a bit. Maybe he could reach but he couldn't he leaned more and more until he fell into the water. He gasped for breath. He couldn't reach the bottom. How could somthing so wonderful to Bad Boy turn on him? He tryed to climb up the wall of the glass but his tiny wet paws didn't help him any. He was trapped. His feet grew tired from all the kicking but all the kicking was the only thing keeping him from sinking to the very botter of the glass. Itwas scary, even more scary   for him as his tiny lunge started to give out. With his wet furry pulling him down, it was only a matter of time. It was getting brighter which ment that it was almost morning. Maybe the girl could save him. Amber could reach to him and he could climb up. He thought about how the rest would think when
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