Here I am 12, I was like most people, it's hard for me to talk about it now and remember, but I would like to share it with you, perhaps someone will serve as a reflection for conclusions, and someone who will just continue to live their lives and afraid to change anything. I grew up in an ordinary, poor family my father left us when I was at an early age and my mother raised me and my sisters herself. At some point she was unemployed and took out a lot of loans, so from the age of 16 I started working because I realized that there was no other way out, I could not help to close the loans, because the money I earned by working part-time were catastrophically little and I decided that this can no longer continue, the debts are growing...