The imaginations of us humans are sometimes in our own hands, what kind of ideas we go to and how to carry them forward. Our imagination is lost in a forest with trees and low light and that we may encounter any kind of animal and how to find our way to save ourselves and how to enjoy the scary moments of life or despair.
Essay text: I've been lost in the forest for ten days, but I'm still alive, and the only things I had with me before and after I got lost in the forest were a backpack and a cane, and nothing else. In that backpack was a mineral water and some bread and I had nothing else. During this time I have been lost in the forest and no one has been able to find me. I felt death at every moment and maybe it was my luck that I still have this experience. I have not felt it and I am happy about this luck. I sleep under trees and in places full of leaves so that no animal can see me, that's the only way I can think of. I don't know any way to be recognized, and sometimes I say to myself, I wish I could close my eyes, and when I wake up, I'm in my safe house. but it can't be, I saw more sunshine one day, while there is no sunshine on other days, whenever I see the sun, I feel hope in my heart, but most of the days, under the jungle trees, the sun is rarely seen, and when the sun can I say to myself, why don't I have hope to find my way? I still hope to find my way, every day I try many ways, but there are still many ways to go, sometimes I think that I may never find home, but at least I can find somewhere. in which one or more people live.
Conclusion: Hope is very important and valuable in our life and aspirations, and living in a big forest is only possible with hope, it is survival both in imagination and in real life.
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