It was the 18th of januari 2011. A cold winter day. I was heading to work through the noisy streets of Seattle. My job was't far away from the appartment that I lived in. Its a 10 minute walk. I felt a little bit od today. " its probably a cold" I said to myself.
After 6 hours of working in the supermarket, I headed back home again. I took my scarf and jacket out of my locker and went outside.
There is this big street I have to cross, but at this time of the day it's quite dangerous because the cars at this intersection are driving overly hard. After 5minutes of tiredly waiting, I can finally cross the streets. Suddenly I felt a hard blow from beside and everything became black.
JE LEEST
She was her own hero.
Ficção GeralA story about a girl who needed help through out her whole life, but never found someone who could help her. So she decided to help herself and become her own Hero.
