(Disclaimer: This chapter contains violence against people and animals that some readers may find disturbing. This chapter is from Millie's point of view.)
From the moment I was born, I was always different. My parents were peaceful and loving people. Even my many brother and sisters were gentle and caring. I, however, was much different. For some reason, I never cared about a thing. I had no ambition and I was out of touch with the world. I was missing something important.
My parents noticed this, and gave me a puppy. They hoped that the puppy would make me normal. However, they were wrong. The puppy barked too much.
It was dirty.
One night, I put my pillow over the puppy. I waited until he no longer moved. At the time, I didn't really understand what I did. However, I knew right away that what I had done wasn't acceptable. My parents started looking at me as if I was some monster. They had no idea how to deal with me.
