“I kind of already got sun and fresh air everyday when I was in the desert. I escaped, you see my dad told me never to go to Earth … I don’t blame him thought, I would single-handedly ruin all of his hard work by just standing there for a minute … so I found a place with no plants at all and I wandered there. I would’ve stayed there were it not for my decision to risk everythign and go here. You see this was a gamble. It was a choice between staying comfortably wandering the desert before eventually returning to my father never having the chance to figure out if I could break this inabillity or not, or to go here, risk being around vegetation 24/7, that’s a thing you say right? 24/7? Well I chose to gamble and now everyday I fear I might’ve lucked out and if I went too far. I had freedom which is all I wanted … Was wanting more too much to ask of life?” I could feel her touch, which was pretty normal for people, I suppose … But I’ve never been touch by a stranger, never that I remeber. True, my parents and family were strangers to me once too, but I can’t possibly remeber that time in my life … It felt nice and it made me feel good and safe. I don’t know if that’s how people usually feel when being touched and I hope this isn’t something I’m feeling only because I’m so inexperienced. I blushed again … but I don’t feel taht embarrased? Oh my god I hope she’s not seeing this, she might think she’s making me embarrased. She might stop hugging me and I don’t want her … she makes me feel like terror is leaving my body and like I could walk outside, take a stroll and nothing would happen.