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The Baby Monkey Stuck in Pain
In the same dense jungle where Queen Spring ruled with cruelty, a tiny baby monkey named Mimi lived on the edge of the troop. Mimi was even smaller and more fragile than most babies — soft fluffy fur the color of morning mist, enormous watery eyes, and the tiniest, most delicate feet with pale pink soles and slender toes.
One afternoon, while exploring alone near a rocky cliff, Mimi slipped. Her little leg became horribly stuck between two sharp rocks. The more she struggled, the deeper the rocks cut into her soft flesh. Sharp pain shot through her tiny body.
Mimi cried loudly in agony. Her high-pitched screams echoed through the trees: “Eeeeek! Eeeeek! Mama! It hurts! Mamaaaa!” Tears streamed down her face as she twisted and pulled, but her leg was trapped. Blood trickled from the wound onto her small foot, staining her delicate sole red.
Her mother, a tired and indifferent monkey named Lira, was resting on a nearby branch. She heard her baby’s desperate cries clearly. Lira glanced down once, saw Mimi stuck and writhing in pain, but simply turned her head away and continued grooming herself.
“Mama… please… it hurts so much!” Mimi wailed again and again, her voice cracking.
Lira didn’t move. She didn’t care. In her mind, this was just another weak baby who would either survive or not. The troop had many babies, and she was already exhausted from feeding and protecting herself in Queen Spring’s harsh kingdom. “If you’re strong, you’ll get out,” she muttered coldly to herself, ignoring the heart-wrenching screams.
Mimi kept crying for hours. Her tiny body shook with pain and fear. Her trapped leg throbbed, and her little feet — the ones that used to look so perfectly soft and cute — were now dirty, scratched, and covered in dust and blood. She desperately kicked with her free leg, but it only made the pain worse.
Later, Queen Spring passed by the area. She stopped and watched the suffering baby with a smirk. Instead of helping, she pressed her large, rough foot against Mimi’s free leg, pinning it down further. “Cry louder, little weakling,” Spring laughed. “Let everyone hear how pathetic you are.”
Mimi’s screams grew even more desperate, but her mother Lira still sat far away, pretending not to hear anything. She didn’t care that her own baby was stuck, bleeding, and terrified.
As the sun began to set, Mimi’s cries became weaker and hoarser. She whimpered softly, exhausted and broken, her tiny stuck foot going numb from the pressure and injury. No one came to save her.
