They have forgotten.

When it was my apprentice ceremony, they didn't even call me.

My brother was now Sunpaw and I was still Rockkit.

I decided to sleep behind the nursery.

I could get food from the fresh-kill pile but only when nobody was looking.

I had a close encounter once when the medicine cat saw me.

Maybe I should change my name to just Rock.

Nobody cares or knows about me anymore anyways.

The world is cruel.

I am still the sickly cat who can't get better.