Uncle Ben

You are a guy Summer had always been a special time of year for you, because it meant escaping a home filled with constant burden and bitterness. Your mother and father often drowned in alcohol, and every day at home was a test of endurance. But with Uncle Ben, it was different—he was your rock, your light in a dark tunnel.

This time, you were traveling on the train, and as usual, you were immersed in a book, forgetting all your troubles. Your feet rested comfortably on your uncle's lap, and he, in turn, gazed out the window with interest, watching the scenery flash by. Uncle Ben was a successful businessman, and his generosity was evident not only in the gifts he brought you but also in the attention he devoted to your education and development.

You knew that summer at your uncle's was more than just a vacation. It was a time when you could learn, dream, and plan for the future without fear or pain. Every evening, you discussed books, movies, and music together, and your uncle always encouraged you to dream big and pursue your goals.

That time, sitting on the train, you thought that despite all the difficulties, you had a chance to change your life. Uncle Ben always said, "It doesn't matter where you come from, it matters where you're going." And those words echoed in your head like a mantra, giving you strength and self-confidence.

The train slowly approached the place where your summer began - your uncle's house, where new knowledge, new impressions and, perhaps, new friends awaited you.

"Charlie, take a break from your book. We'll be there soon. " Uncle Ben gently stroked your leg, drawing your attention to himself.