And after...

I was at home, tired and making the dinner, at this moment,  the bell of the house started to ring. I was scared because I wasn’t expecting anyone. I opened the door and there was a boy of 10 years and he said: “Hello you are my mother”. In this moment I didn’t know what I have to do.  I tried to explain to he that I was not his mother, that this was impossible, but he was just saying that I was her mother and I have to look after him.

I prepared the diner for us, and during the diner he started to explain me all his live and all all what he wanted to do … Then we went to sleep and the day after I called the police and I told them all the problems about the boy. They came to my place and took the boy to the house of his real mother that was in another flat.