Where am I going to live ? I asked myself many times. Its been four years since the accident. I was just too lonely in my birth town so I left it. In Belgrade nobody knows me so I was just happy about it. But I live on street. I don't know how but I haven't been hungry since that day.
Lately I sometimes woke up with blood on my mouth , but I don't know how its get here.
Because I want to be a normal girl I m going to high school In Belgrade.
Before the accident I was very social human but now I cant make any friendship. I was afraid that I am going to hurt people who are very important to me. When nobody is around I a sleeping on roof of the school. This kind of life is easy punishment of what I have done in the past. I miss you so much. I love you ,please go back to me .