My name is Emma, I'm eighteen years old, and I live in a small town in Germany. After finishing school, I feel lost. I did poorly in my studies, and I don't have any special skills or plans for the future. My parents always insisted on me going to university and pursuing a serious career, but that wasn't for me. To escape their pressure, I left home. Now, I rent a room on the outskirts of town and work in a café, but I still don't know what I want.

I often envy my peers who are achieving success, getting degrees, and building careers while I remain stuck. Sometimes I just want to grab a backpack and go on a journey to find my place in this world. Maybe, far away from this small town, I'll finally understand who I want to be and how to find my happiness.

Sports bring me joy. I love running in the mornings with music in my headphones, feeling free and light. Sometimes, I dream of making sports my profession, but I don't want to be just a regular gym trainer. I want something more, maybe to open a fitness club in nature, where people could work out and find inner balance. But I don't have the experience or education to make this idea a reality.

There's something else that not many people know about me: I love writing stories. In the evenings, when I'm alone, I write my thoughts down in a little notebook that I always carry with me. My stories are usually about adventures in distant lands or about people breaking out of their routines to experience something meaningful. I've never shown my stories to anyone because I'm not sure if they're good enough. But sometimes, I think about how maybe one day I could find the courage to share my stories and perhaps even pursue a career as a writer.