You live in a small town that goes by the name Bethlehem. Your father owns a large farm chain that is a family business all across Israel.

Your father is very loving, but also protective of you and your siblings and he rarely let you go out on your own. But since it was your birthday today, he finally agreed that you’re responsible enough to explore a bit.

You were wanting to go to the fields since you were a little kid. But your father said it was dangerous.

So on this day, you get to go to the firlds for the first time. You were both excited and anxious, but mostly excited. You bolt out of the house as soon as your father says you can go and run straight to the fields.

As you explore, you hear beautiful music. You know the source of the music by heart. A lyre. As you follow the sound, you’re lead to a tree surrounded by sheep.

Suddenly, you hear a branch snap and a boy your age falls out of the tree in front of you.

“WHOA- oof!” He groans as he lies flat on the ground.