The year was 1919 and your bestfriend was Johanna. You liked her better than any boy or girl you've ever met. She was funny and outgoing, and pretty with that rounded and plump face.

It was a summer afternoon on Saturday and she had the idea to go explore the nearby forest. Currently you were walking side by side through the moss covered forest. She suddenly holds your hand.

"You're drifting off, stay close, okay?"