I went up to the second floor of the cellar that corresponded to our apartment, to my father's and my apartment for a few hours, I saw that they had left me a red backpack on top of the bed, I knew it was mine, why the backpack I had a keychain that I always liked to use, it was a keychain that came in the shape of a puppy, it was black, and with yellow eyes, I didn't understand why I liked keychains like that so much, but every time my father went on a trip, he always He brought a similar one, whether it was a black puppy, or he also brought me a white one so that I could collect them until they ended up being ruined over time.
I went over to the bed, took the backpack, opened it, and inside I found myself with a simple light-colored jean, a black t-shirt with sleeves that stuck to my body, and a set of new underwear that was also black, it was made of sports style, of those used to practice exercise and be more comfortable with it.
