Chapter 25: My savior

“What right do you have to touch my things?!! ​​You don’t want me to touch yours but when you're the one who will do that, it’s okay?? Old, does it look so cheap? Well, you already know that I am a cheap girl. I’m poor, but still, you brought me to your house! And one thing, even if it’s old, it’s important to me because my dad gave it to me, also the shoes my shoes. All of that is important to me because they gave it to me. I have no other memories of them other than those things!! The garbage you say is like a treasure to me! It’s hard for you because maybe you don’t know how to appreciate small or old things!”

I went out of the house and looked for the trash. I looked at it and I saw my bag. Even though it was dirty, I hugged it. I entered the house again and ignored him.

Aren’t we different? I just touch and look at the photo but him! He took my bag and even threw it