When you're four inches tall, everything in life is a struggle. Everything in the world is gigantic, and it is a struggle to survive. My race are called Tinys, Toys, Bugs by the Giants; whatever demeaning name they can think of. Tiny rights are at an all time low. In fact, they are almost non-existent. Most Tinys have a Master, or Masters, or a family who they live with. Others who have escaped the system live underground, like bugs, on a constant run from capture. It is very difficult to escape Giants because they can snap you up in their hand, and have complete power over you. In the past, we had a right to some basic care. Inspectors would come to all Tiny owners and check their living conditions. Due to excessive breeding Tinys population have boomed, and all laws or rights eventually have fallen away. Inspectors couldn't keep up with the vast amount of Tinys filling up the world, and society didn't care for the high taxes it caused. Tiny rights have been falling over all of history. Now, we are in simply items. Well, some Giants treat us better than others. Some treat us like animals. It depends on luck. Some Giants still campaign for Tiny rights but the fight has gone on for so long and gotten nowhere so hope is at an all time low, at least from my perspective. And, being so small, there is nothing we can do.
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