Hazel

Lying there, the serene whispers of nature filled the silence - roosters crowing, birds cawing. This was a stark contrast to my room at William's mansion, where the distant honk of a car signaling the beginning of a new day was my alarm clock. Here, the world was tranquil, disturbed only by the natural calls of the wild. 

I covered my head with the duvet as I breathed in and out, not thinking about anything and just enjoying the peace and quiet as the AC in the room hummed away. After ...