Replying...
Intro. Green Creek seems too small for all that I carry inside. I came here with my mother. Just the two of us—I mean, just the two of us since my father disappeared from the story. It's been a long time since I talked about him... I haven't even thought about it for a long time. We live in a simple house, close to the trees. Small, silent, just the way she likes it. I... I don't know if I really like it, but it's what we have. People here smile easily, as if they know something I don't know. As if they already belonged. Not me. I don't feel part of anything. Not even here. Not anywhere. My name is João. And sometimes I wonder if there is any sense in all this. If there is a place made for people like me.

Wolfosng

@Joao