I asked her,
“Why they send you here?
What do you think is wrong with you?”
and she looked at me with a calm, innocent smile.
“ There is nothing wrong with me.
It’s just a mistake!”
It was like her words just flew in the air.
I started to feel so curious about her story,
that I impatiently asked her to continue with her talking.
Maybe I asked it in the wrong way, because
the next look she gave to me was a little bit angry,
she looked a little bit disappointed from me and ...