UNIQUENESS AND TRUST
The thoughts kept bugging him wherever he went. They followed him everywhere, not letting him breath. They would never stop stressing him; they would never let go. He was never really having fun, because at some point of the day, the thoughts would come back, stronger and more evil than before. He struggled to get away from them, struggled to have fun with his friends, but he just couldn’t stop thinking about foster care and the life before his arrival here. What was he to do? Where was he to hide from the staggering thoughts and curiosities of the past? How was he to forget that his parents had abandoned and let him to die in there, carelessly? He couldn’t just let everything go. It was strange how this town, with all its people and nature, brought to his mind horrib
