Mom told me not to play with food IV
There was always a light leading my way. I found it by chance, when I was a child, floating in my garden. The light whispered my name and then, she got inside me, making a nest to live in my ribs. I never thought over what it really happened that day outdoor, but I felt comfortable and warm so I let her go.
Time went by and I trusted the light as a part of myself, a half part of my soul. She began to push my legs onto the right way everytime. And one of those times, she took me to this forest, where I took a nap in the charming shadow of mushrooms.