I escaped the horrors of a slaughterhouse, running for my life with no place to go. Desperate and terrified, I stumbled upon a small chance for survival, a faint glimmer of hope. It was there that fate led me into the arms of Sneha’s Care. They saw the pain in my eyes, the torment I had narrowly escaped, and took me in when the world had left me alone to suffer.

In the sanctuary, I was given a chance to heal. For the first time, I found a place where fear didn’t haunt every step, and safety wasn’t a distant dream. Slowly, the scars of my past began to fade, and I began to trust again, learning what it means to feel truly secure.

But the journey was not easy. With every passing day, I remembered what I had endured—what others like me still face—and I couldn’t forget. Still, under their gentle care, I began to piece my broken self back together, finding a small sense of peace amidst the shadows of my past. I am ready for the new journey to be loved by humans and you can kindly sponsor me for my stay at Sneha’s Care.