"I've been running, but I don't know where. I have no destination, no home to call my own, no sense of belonging or love. Yet, from a distance, I spotted a tree, a house, and some animals grazing nearby. The house stands empty, abandoned by all. I wonder why. Is it because of its dilapidated condition or the rumors of ghostly apparitions surrounding it? Despite its neglect, the house still holds a certain beauty from afar. I pause my run and gaze at it longingly. Why does no one want this house? But to me, it seems like the perfect place to live, to love, to care, and to feel. I'm thrilled because, for the first time, I see something that could be mine."
