who are you?

Sasha

I look out the window at home, seeing Marlon getting into the car and leaving for work. I waited a few minutes and started getting ready to leave, wearing something simple and practical, leggings and a black t”shirt, sneakers and a cap. I called the taxi and asked it to take me to the address I had written down on the paper. I couldn't drive, because of my mental condition. It wasn't safe for me or others. The place was distant, it was far from the city, it took almost half a walk to get there. When I arrived in the neighborhood, I asked for a taxi to stop one block before the place. I got out of the taxi and walked to the place. I arrived and spent a minute looking at the house, Nancy's house. The house was made of wood, rustic style but it was beautiful and tall. I spent a while watching the house to see if anyone was in the house, but it seemed to be abandoned. I didn't know why I was here, but something told me that I had to come, I had to know more about her, because I saw