О себе:Being a child is not easy. Everyone around you has an advantage over you. People will kill you from the inside; they will kill you and forget your name. You will grow up. They will grow old. You will remember. They don't. They will continue to do what they have always done. To dispose of others. And then, one day, they'll call you a friend. And you will be waiting. And wait. You will wait until they fully trust you. And then you ask if they enjoyed their dinner. And, looking into their frightened eyes as they take their last breath, you will tell them your name. And you'll nod. "Yes," your eyes will tell them. "It was me." And then you will leave. And the system will get a little better. Be smart, Dreamers.