There I was sitting in the seat of the train ride to my new life. I escape from my house because I needed something to live, something interesting which make feel alive. I don’t know when I started to feel this feeling that make me do crazy thing, such as the one that I’m doing now. Maybe it started when my sister and I fight for that damn guy she is dating. In fact this relation was no longer for more, every day we were fighting, if not for the drugs was that guy, I can’t remember his name.
Perhaps I am destined to be alone, and everything was possibly written, possibly my life is not to be next to my sister; probably my destiny is to be alone.
but there is something really sure, things happen for a reason.
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