The story of my life started in a laborcamp after the Second World War in Cold War, Soviet Union.There was a man called Johones.He was a very good friend of my mother`s.He taught me loads of languages in the camp like French, Italian, English, etc…But I didn`t know how my face was eather, the only thing that I knew was my name.I am David.
There was a men, a soldier who helped me to escape, I didn`t knew who he was, but I hated him.He gave me a a bag with a compas, water, bread, sope and matches.With this I had to survive long days until I arrived to Denamark, that was my point, be in Denamark.
In the camps I had to go to the sauth.Then after of escaping of the camp, that it wasnt very easy, I got to a car, secretly, that went to Salonica and there I had to take a ship to Italy, again secretly.
In the ship a men found me, I thought he was going to hang me over to the captain, but he didn`t. Actually he helpted me to arrive to Italy, more especific, Salerno.
For me Italy was paradice, there I descovered the colores and the beauty.That awsom thing made me cry.There I descovered that I didn`t wanted to die.
A day passde and there was no more water to drink.I had to look for water.I found a river and there I had, for the firs time of my entire life, a bath, and I washed my clothes.I had to doit if I wanted to pass over all the past.The knight was coming and I had to look for a lace to sleep.Actually I found a cagh.
jejeeee el mejorrrr de todossss!!!!!
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