Rainbow was one of the smallest, sweetest little monkeys you could imagine. With bright, curious eyes and a gentle nature, he only wanted care and affection. Sadly, his own mother was gone, and the only adult to look after him was his step mummy, Libby.
At first, Rainbow tried to bond with her. He would follow close behind, hoping for warmth, food, or a simple grooming session. But Libby’s treatment was far from motherly. Instead of protecting him, she often ignored his cries and pushed him away when he tried to get close. Sometimes, she even snatched food from him, leaving him hungry and confused.
Days passed, and the neglect became more obvious. Without enough care, Rainbow’s fur started to look dull, and his little frame grew thinner. He watched other baby monkeys cuddle with their mothers, feeling the sting of loneliness. His big eyes seemed to ask, Why doesn’t she want me?
There were moments when Rainbow gathered the courage to try again—approaching Libby slowly, reaching out a tiny hand—but instead of kindness, he was met with coldness or rough shoves. The rejection hurt more than hunger.
Despite the mistreatment, Rainbow’s spirit didn’t break completely. He learned to find comfort in small things: basking in warm sunlight, nibbling on scraps he could find, or sitting quietly near friendly members of the troop who didn’t chase him away. Every gentle gesture from others was precious to him, like drops of rain in a long drought.
One day, a kind caretaker noticed Rainbow’s fragile state. Seeing the way Libby treated him, they decided to intervene—offering him food, gentle strokes, and a safe place to rest. For the first time in a long while, Rainbow felt warmth that wasn’t followed by rejection.
Rainbow’s journey became a symbol of quiet resilience. Even though he had been mistreated by the one who was supposed to protect him, his little heart still sought love and kindness. And once he found it, he clung to it fiercely—proof that even the smallest, most fragile souls can survive and shine again.