I moved today from NewYork.. the place I feel safe, my home, my town, my friends!
I am just worried about the school and the people in london.
I am not very sociable but at NewYork I was making good relationships with people.. I don't know why I am thinking about that but I just feel like there's something goes wrong this year.
I remember when I was a kid I used to had something like a panic or a heart attack.
It comes when I get angry.
It starts with a very hard headache, then I feel like my lungs are heavy as rocks inside me, I cannot catch any oxygen in the air.. like I am out of the earth and flying in the universe, my face color turns into blue.. then here we go!
It was one of the worst memories in my life.
After I turned 14 it didn't come again even when I get angry!
I hope it won't come again.. ever!
My family is very traditional they heritage things they are like an very old fashion.
My father stopped the car looking at a small building in the front.
"So here is the place"mum she said in a loathing action drawn on her face.
"Well, yeah!"
Dad said with the same action.
