I wish my skin wasn't so light. Where is my sunscreen at. I forgot it was here my whole life. Who's going to find out about my kids. I thought my grand ma was dead. Who has the papers on me? Whats will happen if i tell the truth now? All that suppose to be minds. I will never love like this again. Don't leave me in this world i need help. Nobody knows how hard i work to have all this. Why are they killing me?