A world made of print.

I was so scared. So scared of losing all that I had gained with so much sacrifice.

When I changed school and I looked into all those unknown faces. I felt helpless. I dindn't know what to do or what to say. It wasn't written. It wasn't in my books...

So I asked my paper friends to shield me. To help me. To engulf me and to protect me.
I became surrounded by paper. So much paper.
My life became a blurr of pint, music and sport, where no one could get in, and who was in, could not get out.