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  I have just finished mytravel. Do you like trave? 

  I lile to travel everywhere, which I don't know

  But in the day I come back home. I feel not well. My sister maybe didn't understand me.  My mother doesn't belive me. They think, the best way i stay at home. 

I don't know what do you think. But in travel I know so many interesting things. I see the world by other way. It change my thinking about something.

 I don't want to make mother and sister worry about me. But ...,maybe after 6 years old they don't understand me, and I don't understand them. Do you think I changed?????

    I am sitting in my bed. I am writing something. My roommate is sleeping. Maybe she is on the see side, or maybe she is laughing on her dream.  In the room the fan is working. It’s the old fan. We have it for 3 years, 3 summers in Moscow. Of course summer isn’t very hot here, but however you need a fan. When I take the fan from the box every summer, I remember summer in Vietnam. In Vietnam you can’t alive if you don’t have any fan or air-conditioning in summer. The old fan looks like the old man. It works to hard. This summer is the last summer in Moscow.  I look at window. There are some cars on street. The street is silent. The all is sleeping.

     I am sitting. I am thinking. I feel the empty…