Mia p.o.v
Finally, I was standing in front of the packhouse. I don't know why? It feels as I belong here!!! It feels like there is something that attracts me, that intimidates me to go into the house. In the village when I meet with the peoples and the pups. It all feels so familiar, I got very comfortable with all of them, I played with the children. All the time they try to teach me, how to play the game!!! I didn't understand the strategy of the game, I slipped at the ground. They all started laughing, I laughed with them so hard after so many days. The sadness, sorrow, are now fading away...
It feels home here, Aunt Maria, Jamie, her parents are all very good and warm-hearted. Jamie becomes like a sister to me, she told me her stories. I shared about mine my memories with my father,
