On December 3, 2005, the cold wind howled. In a small village, with a "wow" sound, a girl was born.
On the pale hospital bed, the mother who has not yet woken up is only 19 years old! Sallow face, dull skin, disheveled hair, withered hands, gray lips. And the patched clothes on the body speak of the child's family.
Life is short. Different births, different environments, and different experiences create different people, different personalities, and different lives. Darkness, confusion, rebellion, boredom, depression, rage, that period of life that belongs to me, joys and sorrows, sour, sweet, spicy and salty, each has its own flavor, which is wonderful.
Regardless of your age or experience, this is the life of a 16-year-old born in 2005...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
