At home again
After a week that seemed eternal, the doctors decided to send me back home, fortunately Stefania came to pick me up because otherwise I wouldn’t have known how to get there. I had a big confusion in my head, I hadn’t healed completely! I didn’t know where I lived, I didn’t know how to read or write, and not even express myself a lot. And luckily Italo didn’t have any relatives or friends, otherwise there would’ve been other troubles. Now resigned to keep my new body, I told myself that I had to learn how to use it, even if I was full of doubts and fears. Anyway, despite all the bad things that happened to me, I was sure that shortly thereafter I would’ve achieved my first satisfaction. Stefania accompanied me until the doorway of the house taking my bag to not make me tired,
