The first day

I knew it that we wouldn't stay here for too much longer. My uncle

always wanted to change the city year after year. After i just got used with the place . But this wasn't on my hands to choose, so we left the Denmark for LA .

-Pack your thing , said my uncle . All right Mr.David, i said, since he never let me to call him uncle . So i packed my things, and we got to ths airport.

After a long trip, we arrived the Los Angeles. And i gotta say that it looks amazing.

But i always was afraid because of David, after each trip i felt like he was going to leave me in the middle of four streets.

He never really talks to me or show me his love . Since my father lost in Sahara with my mom i had to stay with him since he was the only one who wanted to take me with him.

My parents loved to make adventures but they never took me with them , even though i was 14 at that time. So after one year since my parents disappeared, when i want to talk about them, he keeps telling me that they are dead, but i still keep hoping that they are alive.

-So we just went to the new house , it was a little bit smaller then that in Denmark, but it was good so far.