One morning, I stumbled upon a hidden garden filled with colorful flowers, where my best friend surprised me with a picnic brunch. With birdsong overhead and a gentle breeze caressing our faces, we laughed and enjoyed every moment, feeling completely happy and proud to be in the between of nature's beauty.

One sunny afternoon, during a friendly game of volleyball in the park with my friends, I fell and broke my collarbone. Surrounded by worried faces as I dealt with grief and shock, my cheerful mood was shattered by the unexpected injury I was hiding in laughter.

Over a windy weekend, my friends and I embarked on a spontaneous road trip to the beach. Surrounded by a beautiful sunset, we walked until we found a lonely spot and shared cozy campfire stories, feeling free amidst the embrace of nature.

Two years ago, my best friend moved abroad. It happened earlier in the year, just before what would have been another shared birthday celebration. I was with her at the airport, trying to keep a brave face. As his plane took off, I felt a deep sense of loneliness envelop me.

In 2022 I graduated from high school. The ceremony took place on a sunny day in the middle at the school. My family was there, proud as they walked with me across the stage. I felt an immense sense of accomplishment and excitement for the future.