a singular white rose

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟏

(From strangers...)

New York

My favorite city I ever saw.

And now I can study design here.

Well, let me introduce myself first.

I am Valerie D'Amore, I am 23 and Italian but I grew up in New York so I can speak English and Italian.

I live by myself here and right now, I am studying design.

It was my biggest dream to live in New York and see all the skyscrapers.

I have no siblings, my mother died of cancer and my father has to do with the mafia.

I know it looks great to have a father who owns a mafia but if you were in the mafia half trough, I think you would think about it better.

He trained me since I was 6. My first kill with 13 and since then, I learned to show no emotions.

I saw too many people die. I killed many people.

And the problem is, I don't even feel guilt or regret. Better said, I was trained to not show it.

I „worked" for my father until I was 20.

Since then, I said I couldn't more because I saw too much.

I stopped with the killing and I tried to begin studying.

I missed school for about 12 years because of the mafia and I had so much to do, but here I am, studying design.

I never want to go back to my old life and I don't want to see my father.

I know it may not be respectful, but if you know what he did to me since my age of 6, you would probably say the same.

I have one best friend since I go to the university. Alice.

A cute girl who is always friendly, but if you know her good enough, she is the biggest crackhead in the world.

Sometimes she is the evil herself.

She tried to beat up my ex because he cheated on me.

I had no problem with that but the principal had one.

Alice is 22 and she is studying criminology.

It's interesting, but nothing for me.

I like it more to draw something, like people, things or just the most random things what I can find.