So Analisa and I walked slowly through her village. I looked around as we walked and everyone looked very happy and cheerful. I was very confused. "Shouldn't they be sad?" I asked. "NOT happy-go-lucky?" Analisa chuckled and replied. " There is no need to be sad. For we have food, shelter, and each other." I felt very bad. Just a few hours cách đây I had yelled at my mom for getting mad at me and ran outside. I started to cry again. I sat in the ngọc lục bảo green grass,we had walked into a field,
Analisa asked "What is wrong?" I replied "I want to go home" Analisa đã đưa ý kiến "That would be easier if I knew where bạn lived. Anyways, we need bạn here. bạn cannot leave. I'm very sorry." That didn't help me at all. I layed down on the soft cỏ and cryed my eyes out.
Analisa asked "What is wrong?" I replied "I want to go home" Analisa đã đưa ý kiến "That would be easier if I knew where bạn lived. Anyways, we need bạn here. bạn cannot leave. I'm very sorry." That didn't help me at all. I layed down on the soft cỏ and cryed my eyes out.