Hi guys,
I'm sorry for being absent.
With everything that's been going on, I didn't have the time amd my health was acting up and I also wasn't in the mood or whatever you call it to update...I can't say that this was... unexpected, it has been happening for years actually but less intense, that's what I know from one of my roomates who's from Ukraine and she happened to be there for a visit when the attack happened and I haven't talked to her since. I'm scared for her and everyone out there. I'm trying to communicate with her for 5 days but I have hope, I'm sure she'll be fine. She is strong. But I can't help to be scared.
I'm scared because this doesn't seem to go that well.
I have been studying in Sweden for almost a year now but with the current situation I'm moving back to my family for a while at least, it is safer there and if things get worse we even think about leaving Europe for a while, which i hope it is just a scenario and it will never happen.
I can't bare the thought that people slept one day and the next they woke up to a war happening, to bombs falling literally on their heads, to them losing their lives... all of these happening for money.
And the thought that I could be just like them in a matter of seconds.
I would like to say so many things but the only question stuck in my head is: "Why?".I'm sorry Ukrainian people we couldn't protect you... I'm sorry so many of you had to die. I'm sorry for people being stupid.
I'm sorry you had to leave your homes and family behind. I'm sorry for this.I don't know when I'm going to post again...
I'll try soon to at least update you or something, but I can't promise anything. I have to leave the country first and then... then I don't even know.But I'll have faith that everything will,be better soon.
Thank you <3
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