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As usual the day started already tense, the alarm went off, the phone would not stop, was already full of such tense and tiring obligations I had to choose one, but it was difficult . Making a choice would be the end of a battle full of efforts and obstacles I once had to face. I loved what I did and nothing would make me as happy as having two professions! One fine Sunday day, finally my break ... I went for a walk and an ice cream, sat on a bench in a square and stayed there for a few minutes. Right next to me a beautiful girl sits and leaning over her legs begins to cry, she cried so much that I was very upset and decided to pull matters with her. Me: hi ... are you ok, did something happen to you!? She looked at me and said. Because you want to know about me, I'm a failure in person. I felt so imperfect at that moment that a tear began to trickle down my cheek. Without a word at that moment, I bowed my head and just wondered what my life was like. Even though I had money, a house, a car, a perfect life, I still felt lonely. I didn't understand what was really happening, but I found myself in a situation of trying to help that person at that moment. When I was going to say something to her ... she ran off, but a few steps she falls, I notice more soon I will help her.
