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I drowned in the quagmire and pulled myself out of the quagmire. I watched the beast in order to understand which berries it is better not to touch, and which ones you can eat. I ate something unknown and listened to my body: will I survive or not? At such moments, every heartbeat was like a thunderclap. I survived and moved on. I was scared and lonely at night. There was no one to console me - I consoled myself. I wanted to scream from the cold and from pain - and I screamed. Then she hugged herself, curled up in a ball in the moss.