It was different when I left the well-house.If I have to put a word to it,I would say curiosity.There's a new light to the things I thought I knew,which just made me realize how much I have missed.Nothing was the same.Everything was so familiar,but yet so strange.I remebered the doll I had broken.It wasn't hard to find all the broken pieces; it wasn't hard to put the broken pieces back together either.When I finished,I cried with joy.For the first time,I regrated for my older self.
I learned many new words that day,though I can't remember all of them today,the important ones were there,words like mother,father,sister and teacher.I realized on that day,I am not alone and I couldn't be any happier.So I just laid there,relive the joys of the day over and over again in my head.For the first time in my life,I am longed for a new day to come.