The world in which I live has long been mired in dirt, death and greed. People got used to this way of life, and more and more it seemed that they were completely satisfied with everything. They lost the remnants of their humanity, and at the same time themselves. My name is May, I’m nineteen years old and I’m an ordinary schoolgirl. More precisely, it was until my life was divided into: “before” and “after”. Because of one ridiculous accident, I lost everything: my home, my family, my hopes for the future and my freedom. There was nothing left but emptiness. I don’t remember the day when I stopped being myself, I don’t know the reason and those who did this to me. But I know one thing for sure: you can’t trust anyone, not even yourself. You never know who is a friend and who is an enemy. Who will help in difficult times, and who will stick a knife in the back. But the worst thing is that now you don’t know who you are. Contains obscene language.