Three is a like eating chocolate chip cookies full of gritty sand

I am Aurora. 
I don't talk because I'm a cat. I only meow. But when I do talk, I ask why. Why cant I hit the cat? Why will he not like it? Why does it hurt him? Why can't I have 3 Popsicles. I don't like when you talk to me mom. Go away, but Mom play with me. I need you. Make my stuffed animal talk.  I want, I want, I want, I need, why can't I? 

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