Listen to the story. Before I got here Just when I was a baby, my mom died from an unusual sickness, and when I was twelve, my father died because of pneumonia. Among the small cottages, there was a forest. I thought I would thrive there, but I never knew the dangers of the wild. Struggling When I was small, I did my prayers. Now, I am praying to god to give me fortune in my “log cabin.” “Dear heavenly lord, I pray that I am going to thrive in this rainforest, Aimen.” I could hear the rain pounding on the roof, but the rain seemed…lighter. Then, it stopped. I stepped out, like I was seeing snowfall for the first time. A smile carved itself into my face. There is no chapters included in the listening story
