They aren't back today either, when will mom and dad come home? I'm really lonely. My pet snake Melody isn't doing so well, he won't eat anything for some reason. To pass the time, I've been imagining stories that have become so vivid, I nearly forget reality. In these stories I'm who I always wanted to be. Brave, strong, unafraid. Living freely and living in a forest of wonders. The world of my dreams. I even have friends. But at the end of these imaginings, I have to remember it's not real.