the story of a snail

Hi I'm snail!
I'm just moved out from my home. Umm I mean, was. It was my home. And I need to find a new one. To hide me from the sun light. To protect me from the wind and storm. To prevent me from dying slowly. And here's the one home left. Kind of just-take-it-or-leave-it thing. Go inside, live in there, or I'm gonna die. Die slowly. Si I choose to move in. Well I'm surprised that I'm moved in. I've never had such a brave heart like this before. Well I'm not a coward, but this is such a big step. I'm just a little-lost-snail. But you know, maybe being under pressure has changed me a lot. Change you into someone or something you don't even know. But, I'm moving in. I have to. Just to keep me hiding from the sun and protect me from the wind. But it's making me dying, still, even much slower.