Moving, moving, moving. Yes, my life is connected only with this word. I've been moving for as long as I can remember. Parents do not stay in one place for a long time. Not even 3 months have passed since we are already in the car, or on the plane, or on the train. Again a new city, new people, a new school. At this rate, I didn’t make friends, I didn’t even try. I decided for myself that when I turned eighteen I would be independent and do whatever I wanted. For now, my parents need me so that they can get money, but I’m sure that when I’m 18, they won’t even look in my direction, they won’t care about me. If you want to know what my life is like and what will happen to me after school, stay with me. Contains foul language.