Hi this is Alesia. I have a sad story.I tryed to move on.Not that easy.Well you will hear it soon.I leave with my parents and grand father.There used to be even my brother but i lost him.Sinc then my parents forgot i was still here.I had only my grand father.He really help me but god doesn't looks like likes me.My grand father got sick and he is in hospetal.Now i leave with my parents.I hate leaving with them.They don't like it too. Before 4 months i got a job.I am the photoshoter of some people.I like this job.Even thought i haven't fineshed school i have time for this job. Sometimes they got me to show them in cute places on my country.By the way i leave in Italy.I love here. Thoes 4 months have been better i didn't have to spend much time with my parents.I like this fact.Wait i love it. I always go to my grand father every day to meet him.He is the only one left for me. I don't have much friends.Well i don't have friends.