It was always quiet and calm in provincial town near Greece.
Today, as yesterday,the day beganwithout unnecessary assertions and jerky passions.
Our small Grecian streets were made for touriststhattheycouldpass by our enormous mansion.
It was serenely herein old time, too.
It was terribly hot that depressedme day by day
I was choked by something at night, I ran away as fast as my legs couldcarry meto my parents'bedroom straining my voice andthey used madly to trying to comfort me.
I often used to going for a walk because I didn’t wanna to be at home.