My eyes flickered open as I heard Christian having a conversation with Mark. Well, it wasn't exactly a conversation; it was more like a brief exchange of greetings or something. I'm not sure as I was still half asleep at that time.
I stirred from my slumber, greeted by the warm and calming morning sunrays, which felt like nature's own antidepressant. They had a way of dispelling all the negative thoughts and filling me with a renewed sense of hope and courage.
It was only the second day in these woods, and I already found myself missing home terribly—Rosa, Uncle Alfred, my beloved animal shelter, and, most importantly, Leo, Natasha, and Sunflower. Who are Leo, Natasha and Sunflower? They are my babies, my life, my little puppies and I miss them a lot.
I know Uncle Alfred; he is too stub
