I'm truly sorry for my bad behaviour. I was very emotional at the time as I had only just found out that my best friend, Polu, the boy that saved my life years ago, who I spent days with, fighting alongside him, was still living in poverty even though the people that sent me to Europe with my new parents told me he was going to be okay. I was lied to and the fact that he lives in some dump while I live with people who make more money in a month than a regular person does in a lifetime, makes me sad as he deserves a home and not me. I have that avatar for a reason and even if it wasn't me in the picture, the photo would still be there to confront the people out there who only care about themselves. I hope you can forgive me for my rude reply. It's just too hard for me to handle right now, you see. My head is spinning and my conscience is killing me. I pray to God that Polu is still alive. Friend, pray with me please.