Your brothers saw you.
You in your teenaged glory.
They laughed at you, and then told you to get lost. Obviously, they didn’t recognize you.
Which you find a bit a weird since you were wearing your clothes. Kinda. They’re actually really small on you. You need new clothes. You really do. You look silly. Oh, you need a new place to stay, too.
When you were a cat, it was much easier. Like this- well.. … Well.
Jail actually sounds like a tempting home right now.
