When I was young me and my family would visit Bulgaria. We went for two months, summer break from school.

Anyway, my mother and my aunt were outside, and I grabbed my keys and went outside by myself, once again, on the way to the market place. I saw a girl around my age, and asked her if she would like to have lunch with me. I said that I have kebabs and bread from yesterday in my apartment. She came along. I opened the fridge and got food out while she sat in the other room. I got a plate and put four kebabs and four slices of the best bread we had at home. I got food for me as well. I told her that the best diet for us is Bulgarian Bread, with Lutenitsa, which is a vegetable, tomato and red bell pepper spread, and Bulgarian Feta Cheese. Bulgarian Kebabs with Bread from time to time. And water. I also gave her a ring. I had repeatedly asked my mother and aunt for money to buy food from nearby stores, ice cream and other things, and saved up four hundred levs over a couple of years. I then went outside along and brought a ring. She put the ring in her pocket, but she tried it on first.

We ate, and mostly I talked, she said a few words too. We finished eating while sitting across from each other in the living room. My mother arrived. She asked "if I found this girl on the street." I replied, in front of the girl "I don't appreciate how you're talking to my future wife." My mother asked if she can speak to her in the other room, and asked her some questions about her life.

She entered the room again, while the girl was still in the kitchen talking to my aunt. My mother said that "she wants to become a nurse when she's older" and that she approves of this person. The girl came inside the room again, and unfortunately, in front of my mother I told her that my parents are horrible and will do anything to ruin my relationships, so she would be upset, and it's best for her to leave. It wasn't the first person I fell in love with, which happened earlier, but it was my first girlfriend. We had our date and I felt better that summer, after repeatedly going with my parents for years and always having the same company which I told her about before she left, "that I felt after constantly being around my mother and aunt I was really happy to at least speak to someone my age, just once, someone new, and told her that I love her."

To this day I still can't forget the Bulgarian Nurse, which is my nickname for her, sometimes I remind my mother, by saying "Do you remember the nurse?" In our language. "Spomnyash li si medicinckata sestra?"

Later on when I went to Bulgaria in 2011 she was on television. She had become a model for clothing. For some reason I thought my diet, back then, would make her fat, but she would be happy and full, which was okay for me. She said that she would never forget the name "Dimitar Rouynekov" and that she eventually ran out of money, so she sold the ring to a jeweler she trusts, she realized how much she was worth to me, and brought more bread, lutenitsa, feta cheese, and kebabs, while looking for a career. She said "It's just that this diet makes me incredibly full so fast, so I lost weight from when I was younger, and became a model for clothes." The Bulgarian show host said "I can't see anything wrong with this diet." His assistant said "Salt?" and took a pause. The host replied "Water." As if saying that it solves everything. She also said on TV that "I was her first love" as well, I only heard a little bit, my aunt was watching it, although it may have been the time I went after 2011, somewhere around there, (that my aunt was watching her on television.)

In 2011 she looked really incredibly...