My mamma always said to me that I could be something “big”, and that was also the last thing she said right before she died. I was 5 years old that my mamma died and that time I took it not that seriously, I was only a child. My father was in the army where he was a successful officer in the infantry, well that was just what I have heard, I only know that he was been killed in the war, for some years ago before. So now I was whole alone in the big, big world. Well not that alone because the same day my mamma died “they” come and took me and bring me to the orphanage in a new city I never had heart about before, and that was the start of a whole new life.
I was now 10 years old and I was not one of the “big talkers” I had not so many friends… well I had actually just one friend he’s name was Joe but he was called “little man” of the other kids, well yea because he was very short. But for some reason I liked it that way, and they other kids leaved us alone. I really like Joe, he was like a brother to me, we could do everything together, and he inspired me also to make my future career.
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