I look around my dark hollow room eyes wondering from side to side. I'm sad and need someone to hold me and keep hope alive.This one person I need is my cousin Elena.Elena is a strong willed women well educated and knows her stuff. It's 4:00pm and I paste up and down my hallway this house is empty and no one is ever home.At times I feel abandoned because my parents stay away on vacation for months at a time and leave me here.Tears roll down my pale rigid face and I'm still pasting and my head drops to the floor.If only I had someone to inspire me to be here at this very moment to keep me alive. I paste until my legs finally grow weak and I fall to the floor.My life goes on but still I Paste.