I am an immigrant and the world seems to be the worst place to live in right now. I feel homesick. By stepping into this new way of living I felt like am starting to forget my culture. The City seems enormous to me and I realise that my dream could be impossible to accomplish. The clock was ticking; my friend David where I live says to me that it was morning already. I open my eyes and saw this weird atmosphere. It was like life was always sad. While putting my shoes in my feet I was singing out loud then I went doing my toilet and went to the kitchen. The smell of bacon and beans was kind of new to me. I wasn’t used to have fat food early morning like that.
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