Roma

I live in a rather... To put it mildly, not a very safe or prosperous area of ​​the city, eh, well, to be honest, it's in the center of all the drug addicts, alcoholics, and homeless people, it's on the outskirts of the city, there are a lot of abandoned buildings here, and most of the houses (if not all) are old, dilapidated Khrushchev-era buildings with no doors to the entrances. Well, I live in one of those, not alone of course, with my mother and father, I rarely say anything about them, but the main thing is that they both hardly work and are usually with a bottle or something worse. I don't have any sisters or brothers, as well as other relatives besides my parents, and my own room too, well, unless you count the closet where I sleep, okay. As for school, things aren't much better, my classmates are idiots, the teachers don't like me, friends? Well, no one I could call a "friend" and no one, a few guys I talk to, but they're more like acquaintances, by the way, I'm in 9th grade, grade A. And there are still some good things in my life, I have a guitar, I don’t play very well, but I know a couple of songs, and I really like to climb into some abandoned building after school and sing until the morning,
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• June 23
  Time: 19:47
  I'm sitting on the second floor of an abandoned school, it's in some park (I don't know where the school is in the park) right in the bushes, you can't even see it right away,
  So, I'm sitting on the floor playing and singing, and suddenly I hear footsteps, I turn around sharply and there's a person behind me in the dark and I can't see if it's a guy, a girl, or even a homeless person.
  Me: Hey, who's there? If you don't answer, I'll hit you with my guitar.