3. I am a monster. At age five, my mother abandoned me after my father died. She left and lived with anoth
man and seemed to forget that she has lett a helpless child by the roadside. I was like a kitten thrown out in the ste
to live...or to die. I survived. I became hard and cruel: I became wild and protective of myself. The small helples
kitten has turned into a tiger. I know nothing of a kind word. I know nothing about the good Lord; I know nothing
about the world...but to struggle and to survive. The streets have become my concrete jungle. No one would dare
stand before me and try to hurt me for they know what the consequence would be. You feel my anger, I know. You
wanted to ask me to edit my wording... but no, I will not. I am mad and allow me to speak out my grievances and
sentiments. After this...plea..please, embrace me. You may not be my mother, but in your arms I could feel her
warmth
A.Positive prejudice
B.Negative Prejudice​