Hello, my dear readers.

I'm just here to say, that if anyone wants you can take my story and continue it.

I lost my inspiration when my Mother left to live in another country. She was the one I was writting to. The grammar may be bad, but I was writting from my heart.

Also I have some family problems and I can't deal with them fast or by myself. And my Father is too stubborn to acknowledge that he has problems. And if he, himself, doesn't understand that, then we can't help him either way.

I'm sorry, but that's the reality.

Sincerely, me.