I was lost, or I was lost, I don't know. Anyway, when I woke up, I was surrounded by strange people. Every day that followed, I searched for my home. Maybe I'm too stupid. Apart from my big house, the small park around my house, and the barber shop where I grew up, I don't have any other impressions. Will my parents miss me? Why haven't you come to take me home?
Intention: About what I see every day.