On the way to the children's home, I started to ask myself, "What's happened to me?" It's not that I'd had the rug pulled from beneath me as much as the entire floor had been taken away.
De camino a la casa de acogida, empecé a preguntarme, "¿Qué me ha pasado?" Más que haberme quitado la alfombra bajo mis pies de un tirón me habían quitado el suelo entero.