The boy continued to live in the house for years. His main supply of food was the walnut trees and the strawberry bushes. Despite only having eaten these two foods, he had an abundance to them and he ate them every day. Always grabbing extra to store for the winter.
One thing he did remember, his birthday. Every year on December 24th. On those days, he'd go outside and make snowmen and pretend as though they were his parents. He would then make a cake out of the snow in front of them and decorate it with the strawberries and walnuts he saved.
Those days were his favourite. He loved his birthday. These were the days he felt like he had someone.
