THURSDAY 24th January 2008 I fell from a terrace of the second floor
...........and I am still alive, what a miracle!
I was a fantastic JRT, full of energy, and very intelligent . The ball was my favourite game.
But I am not the same anymore.
A german writer wrote a novel about me and mentioned me in his books, some famous artists made portraits of mine .
Now I live my autistic life : sleeping most of the time and crying during the night, I don't see anymore , I don't understand where the voices come from. I go up and down the stairs,trying to realize where I am.