I am a flower. Who is the flower?Flower is me, but I cannot exactly say what it is. I feel like I was somewhere else before…in a different place, unpleasant, dangerous full of disgusting flowers. People trampled me…humiliated me…Now I am in a better place. In a meadow full of beautiful flowers, and they are like me! I really like my new place, I love the smell of nature, I love the rays of sun. It is not a dream anymore ! I am in a heaven.