I took a train all across Spain for 25 euro's. then i was in San Sebastian. I met a van who was going to Paris. Eight hours later he dropped me off above Paris, on the wrong highway. then some really beautiful women spirits took me and gave me food and everything i wanted. I was dropped of at a station with a bridge to the other side. I hitchhiked on that station to go back but then another man dropped me off at a wrong highway.
I could not take it anymore and started to walk along the highway, to get picked up by the police. my hope was that they could drop me at the right spot. but they dropped me off in a tiny village. i thought i could never get out.
but then, one second later a car turned around and stopped in front of me. Two guys from morocco who went to the border of Belgium.
I was so happy and i learned my lesson, telling them where to drop me off.
And so i came to Gent and to the woman who picked me up from the road a few months ago. she had said that she has a bed chamber she didn't use and so i could use it. It was time to visit her.
She had a young boy of six years old and i played in the snow with the family and their dog.
She was a social worker in Gent and i could hang out in her house while she worked and brought hope to the streets.
Back in the Netherlands, i first went to my grandma and then to my mom, to enjoy her company once again
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