I left the school completely lost about what I wanna do in my future, so I chose anything just to be free and my first semester in the university began, with weird books, a different language being spoken as if it were spanish and so happy because I was the only person in my family who has been student of the University of Chile. I has chosen English Literature. Time goes on, and I was so unhappy, because every morning , when I was going to the university, I saw suffering animales, dogs with ther legs broken, or something worst, dead dogs or dogs dying and I did not know what to do... I had just one clear thing in my mind: I wanna help those creatures who can not talk.
My life became something weird afer that decision, and in a month, I had left the university and I was in my house again, with "my tail between my legs" and trying to overcome all what leaving a career involves.
Now I'm so happy because I'll be the one who will help all those beautiful cratures who share the world with us. I wanna defend what they deserve and try to do something to people never hurt them again.
