Prologue
Life is hard, I had to learn that in a hard way. There are things you can control and things you can't. There are people that make your life miserable on purpose.
There was never a time where my family had alot of money. It was never a problem for me, I was used to it.
I was used to it and my friends were used to it. I always thought of myself as financially poor. I was rich in everyother possible way. I had great friends, a great family and a bright future.
I'm going to sweden.
Life is hard, I had to learn this the hard way. You should never trust anyone. Noone does anything for you, without wanting something in return. I knew I was poor, I have always been.
Most of my family got killed when my country was attacked, my friends died trying to get to europe. Trying to get to safety.
I was lucky, in some way. Italy didn't want us, switzerland didn't want us, germany didn't want us and danmark didn't want any refugees. A nice girl offered me a bath and warm food.
I'm in sweden.
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