When I was 19, I decided to desert my native country, Bulgaria, and start a new life in America.
Shoumen was the city where I was born, where I learned to speak, read and write. It was a place where I lived for most of my childhood, where I found the meaning of friendship, relationships, love, life, and death. Surrounded by snow-top mountains, icy lakes and bushy woods, Shoumen was, in fact, the perfect place to grow up. Until, one day, I woke up and realized, after my parent's divorce and my brother's death, this place no longer felt Read more