My most frequently recurring dream is one in which I suddenly remember I have a number of pets living in my home that I haven’t tended to in years. Rabbits, hamsters, iguanas, stacked in dirty cages in my closet beneath the bed. Terrified, I open the door, and the light touches them for the first time in ages. Desperate I dig through the clumped, wet, wood chips. I’m afraid they’re decomposing in there, but I find them still alive, thin and milky eyed and filthy. I know that I loved them once, that they had a better life before I got so distracted with work and myself and let them shrivel up and nearly die. ‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, ‘ I tell them as I clean their cages and fill their bottles with fresh water. ‘How can I make it up to you?’

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Rabbits, hamsters, iguanas, stacked in dirty cages in my closet beneath the bed.

By Natasha Kostovskas of Skopje, Macedonia.

Terrified, I open the door, and the light touches them for the first time in ages.

By Nathan Gotlib of Venice, Italy.

I got so distracted with work and myself and let them shrivel up and nearly die.

By Sandra Smouha of Geneva, Switzerland.

I suddenly remember I have a number of pets living in my home that I haven’t tended to in years.

By LeetchiSan of Johannesburg, South Africa.

I find them still alive, thin and milky eyed and filthy.

By Natasha Wigoder of London, United Kingdom.

‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, ‘ I tell them as I clean their cages and fill their bottles with fresh water.

By Emre Karacan of Eskisehir, Turkey.