I started working as a p********e with the intention to do it for a few months to gather enough money to run away with my son. Those months turned into years and we are still here living the same life as we did the first days we arrived and no hope to leave any time soon, actually ever. One day followed the other and they all were the same, so I lost track of time since nothing was changing, it was as if I was standing still not just in space but in time also. Johnny was getting bigger and he would soon graduate high school, maybe he wanted to go to university but I had no idea what was happening with him anymore. He was locked inside his head for many years now and he was not showing any desire to let me even get close to him. I finally gave up trying altogether and left him be. Spend his
