Comfort at last

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Pretty soon it was night and this made Isabella more depressed,there was no light or warmth in her little hut and she slept on leaves too. She managed to lie down but couldn't stop thinking about her family......a few hours later she slept off her worries like a baby until she was woken up by a voice. It was so beautiful and heavenly but Isabella couldn't trace it as much as she tried...she almost wandered off again but remembered what happened the first time so she went back to her hut,the voice stopped for a while and Isabella thought to herself ,"Well, that's over!".... she tried to get some sleep but she didn't even feel anything else but the darkness and silence of the forest. At last,she was almost sleeping, suddenly the voice started singing again then Isabella was determined to find the voice and maybe plead with the person to get her home....she walked for a long time till it was morning but kept hearing the voice and couldn't find the person. She was tired and wanted to rest but she was now a long way from her hut,she was in another part of the jungle where there were no dry sticks or fallen leaves but there was too much of fruits and water and obviously she would gobble it up especially because she hasn't eaten for three days and that was the fourth day but she still had manners and ate 10 of only one kind of fruit.
Immediately she was done she started her journey but this time with supplies. Surprisingly,the fruit peels could be woven so Isa made two bags one for food the other one for resources. She embarked on her new adventure

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It was becoming dark and Isabella's family were not able to get any information about their daughter, Martha didn't eat anything and was always crying or thinking about Isa...Mike was moody and so was Grandma Mimi. They blamed themselves over and over for Isabella's disappearance but it was useless... the deed had been done.
In the forest Isabella made a campfire with flints and kept herself warm beside it. She didn't need to remake her hut because she was now in another part of the forest where trees had large holes in them they were not to low for animals to crawl in and not to high for Isa to crawl in and get out but she chose the biggest one which was comfortable for her she made something like a curtain with Vines and furnished her home it looked more fancy and she loved it....for a while she forgot about her city life and adored the natural atmosphere...at that moment that night everything seemed perfect and she slowly slept off until...

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