((It was 1978 when my family moved into this new neighborhood. It was peaceful and calm, but that's how my story began, as my father and I were in the truck packing things. There was a girl who caught my attention. She entered inside and stared into my eyes. I didn't feel anything as she spoke.))

—Can I help you, guys?

((But the humble father refuses As the girl is so stubborn, she suddenly takes our things and helps us.))