
I had to escape from them and run through the woods I almost got dehydrated and died because I got lost. Then I finally found the road and ran for an old friends house where I found a capsule and water. Then I started on my long journey home, even though I didn’t know where my home was. I ended up at a shack on the beach with my brother lots of kool ppl I was happy but when I stayed there for awhile it felt empty and also began to not feel like home. I went out the water and turned into a crane and flew all round the world for years finally ending up at another beach where I saw a large group of familiar ppl including cute girls and good friends. Life was one big party and I was happy but a part of me was still missing because I had no home. And then I woke up to my life and understood why I couldn’t find my home






