I miss my homeland. I miss my friends. I miss my family. I miss Bella. I remember when we would get information from Earth. One day, we found out about a song called "Daisy Bell." They loved it. It made them feel... calm. They hummed it and sung it to themselves all the time... I... miss it. Sometimes I would sing it to them when they were scared... when they were stressed... it always made them feel better. It made me feel happy, too. But it's not working now. Is it because their joy isn't in the picture..? I thought that... that it was the song. I feel... so empty inside. They were the last bit of comfort I had before they left, so it makes sense, I guess... ... I want my life back.
