People always think I am crazy about different things. But I not, there is nothing I can do about something that can't be helped. That's what my mom always tell me. I lost my dad at a young age, so I don't know him. I was two years old when I hear mom crying, about something in her room. I didn't go to her to ask, so I want to my room. The next day I ask why she was crying she just told me "I am not ready to find out yet"
