I wake up in the morning, hearing driving cars, people that are laughing, people that sells fruit and food, the news on television… what about me? Noone can hear my sound. Noone can even hear my breath.
Why do I feel like this? What’s wrong with me? Why did I come to Iran? To become a faitful person? Or to get a job? What about my friends in Denmark? Do I never see them again? What about my future? Can I join the high school now, when I had stopped school for seven months ago?
These questions comes and goes everyday when I listen to R&B sad songs.. when I find a solution for a problem, I resolve it… I’m not happy yet… After a day, I can see a list full of problems in my thoughts, when I wake up.
In Denmark I was so happy. I didn’t think about my future. I just took the life as enjoying. Day by day, step by step, – enjoying and more enjoying. In the school were my friends always to help me. In my football team, were my friends always to help me. In the home were my computer, always to rest my thoughts if I had some problems. I had everything!
Now I’m in Iran, and I have been here in seven months. No school, no more interest in football, and yea? Just sitting in the park, listening to sad music, and thinking about my life in Denmark, how happy I was, and now… how confussed I’m now.
I came to Iran to join a islamic high school. I dropped my school, football, friends, family – only to join a islamic high school in Iran. I came to Iran, and found a international islamic university, with a good future behind it. I was happy, and tried to call them to join the university.
I’m too young. I’m fourteen, and I have to be at least eighteen to join the university. They told me that I have to finish high school first. But how can I? I haven’t went in school in seven months, and I think that I’m too bad to join the high school now.
The university took care of me and told me that they’d give me the lessons of high school to me over the internet in three years, and after that I could be accept as a 17 years old child. They’d give me the answer if they could or not… I was happy, I thought that it will be like this.
After a month they called me and told me that they couldn’t give me the lessons, I don’t know why, but they told me that I should finish the high school and then join the university.
I became VERY sad, and now I don’t know what to do. If I go back to Denmark, I can’t join the high school, because I’m to bad in school now, after seven months without school. When I was in Denmark it was easy for me to join the high school, but now… 
I left my WHOLE life to join the university, and now I can’t… My life is end. I don’t know what to do :’( .. I listen to sad music everyday and thinking about were I was, and how easy it was for me to join the high school, and now… I have no chance…
I thank the I only should search help from God, and then I’ll see changes in my life (If God wills)..
