Today is Monday, first day of another week. After a boring weekend, Ithink working might be better than staying home, the dirty place. Abrick flied to my arm, I felt pain,not only in my arm, but moreserously in my heart. The crazy woman broke my dream and hope abouthome and happiness. It is a long time to think, I really should walkout of the "home", which give me nothing but sadness and pain.