Sometimes when I go to the city , I see a lot people who wear really stylish clothes. I always get really jealous because they have everything and can buy clothes whenever they want . This is the dream of every girl . But what can I do ? I was born in poor family and I have to help my mum , She is sick and I've decided to help her  . When my father lived with us we had enough money to live happily like most people in the  world . But my father left suddenly , my mum cried every single day , cut of her hair , and I was in the corner and cried . I was only 5 years old.

While the girls I see go shopping I go to the coffee shop and work there for the night to earn some money. I really don't like the place where I'm working . Always this sentence „Welcome to our coffee shop!“ or „Enjoy your coffee!“ Oh Man I wish I could work somewhere where I can earn more money and a job which is very funny. But I'm still 15 years and I didn't have degree yet.

Next night

Yesterday came a very pretty boy to the coffee shop. He really looked like a panda . He came to me . Oh crap I looked so ugly with my dirty shirt which has coffee stains on my apron . OMG what is he going to think of me? . He looked at me with his brown eyes. „One coffee with a lot of vanilla ice cream please“ he said with his deep voice. I didn't listen to him . I was j