Month: July 2025
Little Maly Cries and Screams, Feeling Forgotten
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The sun was warm, but little Maly didn’t feel it.She sat alone in the corner of the porch, her tiny arms wrapped around her knees,…
Life of a Poor Newborn Monkey After His Mother Left
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He was no bigger than a human hand.His fur was patchy, still damp from birth.Eyes barely open, legs too weak to stand—this was the start…
Scared of the Barking: Kaka’s Cry for Safety
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The afternoon was quiet, the sun warm on the porch. Little Kaka sat peacefully in his basket, wrapped in a soft towel, sucking on his…
Too Scared to Go: Yaya Cries on the Bike
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Tiny Yaya had never left the safety of home before. The smells, the walls, the warm blankets—all of it made her feel secure. But today,…
Lost, Dirty, and Crying for Love
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In the corner of an old, muddy yard, under the cloudy gray sky, lay a tiny, trembling baby monkey. His fur was soaked in dirt,…
Mom Left baby Johnson cry on the Bamboo alone
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The sun cast long golden rays across the backyard, warming the dry bamboo laid out to dry for cooking. But amidst the stillness, a tiny,…
Maly’s Loud Cry for Love
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The afternoon was quiet—birds chirping, leaves rustling softly in the breeze. But then, from the far corner of the yard, came a sudden sound that…
Why Did You Drop Me, Mom
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Little Maly was usually a cheerful baby monkey—clumsy, cuddly, and full of life. He loved riding on his mom’s back, snuggling under her arms, and…
Pick Me Up, Mom
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Tiny Aba was just a few days old, fragile like a fallen leaf. His body still curled tightly, as if trying to remember the warmth…
Molly’s Screams Echo in the Water
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It was supposed to be a peaceful afternoon. The sun was soft, the breeze gentle, and the water in the tub was warm. But for…
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