I leaved my home in 2006 a little bit before
that finished the school. First, I went to live with my cousin for almost one
month and after, I went to live with a friend from work. But the reality
arrived when I took my things and I went to live to Valparaiso.
I remember that the first month I lived in a
hostel really weird. I shared my room with other woman. In that time she was
almost 40 years and she was working in a restaurant or something like that. Was
fine but the problems started with her the day that I received my first visited
and never stopped again.
After that until now I have lived in more than
10 places counting Valparaíso, Santiago and few cities in Europe. In a moment I
decided that I had lived with many people for too much time and I looked an apartment
for finally live alone.
My home now is in Bellas Artes, near the park.
My room, my living-room and all is in the same room, but I don’t care. I have
my orchard in the window, always comes the sun and if I want, I never be alone
because I have very good neighbors.
