Once again, alone. Throughout the years of my life, I haven't enjoyed a single good moment since I was 10 And here I am, my head turning white with the passage of time. By the time I turned 19, strands of my hair had turned white But who cares? I have become an old woman suffering from illnesses at 54, alone since I was born, alone since I grew up, without children or parents
I look at the sky. I used to be a religious person, but living in a third-world country is very hard. I will never forgive the ministers or kings of these countries who live and enjoy our money
"If there is a day of reckoning in the afterlife, I will not forgive them; I will curse them
Sitting on a chair in an abandoned garden like a homeless person, I looked at the sky after thinking about what I had said. I smiled, a tear fell, and I breathed my last. I died... or at least, that's what I thought.