My story...

Hi, I'm Elijah, live in Ukraine, I grew up not in very good conditions, my parents died when I was 6 years old, I grew up with my uncle, I was not greatly loved in school, a lot of humiliation, uncle noticed as I came beaten, and he gave my box, I quickly found good friends, they taught me to stand up for themselves, the courage grew in me, I immediately able to fight back, there was a girl in the class, I really liked it, it is often hurt, I immediately went to the glovarem this gang, and immediately gave him brutally in the teeth, he fell as a closet, the more they did not touch her, and me, we started to make friends, and so on until class 11, when he was a graduation, she came to me, and just kissed, I was shocked .. . I was just so happy, I loved her very much, we got married when I was 20, we now have two children, and a beautiful house in the country, every night I watch the sunset, and I remember those days, I'm glad that my uncle made of I have a man, I am grateful for everything right now he is dead, I go to his grave every Wednesday, I put a single rose, it means a sharp beauty, we were good friends, I hope someone reads this, he will reflect on his life, thanks for all the support, I love you my family. Apologies for the translation, I do not know much English, I had to use the Google translator