Deep within her heart, darkness spreads like wild fire, ready to engulf her whole. Yet, still sunny and bright on the outside. But...She doesn't know that.Let's keep it that way.

Anna, just Anna, for she don't know what's her real name. Let alone knowing where she came from. As a kid from the past, She hardly knew what was going on before arriving onto this cruel world, -here everything despise her as a human being. Her red hair seemed to flow through the wind, like a striking gem, ready to be mined. Her delicate skin was scared by the branches of the trees. But she don't seem to care much. Picking up the kettle of cool water that seemed to be old and worn off, she poured all of the water slowly and delicately onto the flowers on the porch near the deep forest.

After all of the patches of flowers have been watered, she picked up her basket from the wooden table in her mansion and went straight into the forest. Though it may seemed that she's from a wealthy and flourishing family, It's quite the opposite. When she first arrived her as a child, she found this huge abandoned mansion that contains zero furniture whatsoever. So why not make it her own. She doesn't know what was happening at that time but one thing's for sure and clear to her is that, all the animals in the forest seemed to hate her.

Back in the forest, Anna picked up a few dozens of mixed fruits, including blueberries, raspberries and sweet strawberries, and put all of them into her basket. She walked towards the middle of the forest, cleared from trees and showing the bare sun shining its glory onto the beautiful sunflowers that sways through the gust of wind that happens often. The area was just located near the strongest pack of wolves that seemed to claim it as their own territory. It was the perfect spot for Anna.

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As she arrived near the edge of the territorial line of the wolves, she was careful not to cross it and agitate them. At the side of the blue rock that symbolizes the entrance of the pack. She took out a some mixed fruits from her basket and lay them on the ground, like they are offerings to the wolves. She then smiled, "I hope that you will like them." And walked to the other side of the forest and lay the rest of the fruits, hoping that the animals from the forest would accept them.

Holding the empty basket on her arms, she walked back home and crashed on her bed. Oozes of blood started to drip down her arm. Anna opened up her sleeve on her right arm, saw a scratch, not a deep cut this time it seems, and wrap the scratch around her arm with the dirty bandage she took out from the old metal box that she found in the basement. She took a huge breathe and sighs. "Damn, not a deep one this time." Multiple cuts appeared mysteriously everyday, especially at night when she tries to sleep. 

What she doesn't know is that right that instance, all of the injured animals around the forest are healing. Howls and chirps could be heard loudly, radiating from the forest outside, relived and excited that their friends or families are healed from someone that they trust.

But that girl wasn't Anna. The person they trust is Emily.