Hello there! My name is Anatol, and this is my story.

Born on the 6-th of June 1995, Moldova. I had a normal and full of energy childhood. Maybe I was too curios sometimes, but I was my way to discover the world. The summer of 2001 changed completely my life, in a tragic way. It was my curiosity that led me to an electrical cabin without a door. All those cables interested me in touching them ….than “boom!” it happened. I woke up lost in confused. Lucky enough to be found by an old woman passing around that announced my relatives. I do not remember more than the ambulance staff taken me to the hospital and my mother crying by my side. I could read in her eyes a lot of pain and fear, fear to lose her baby boy. Unfortunately, it ended badly for me; the doctors could not save my right arm and three fingers from the left one. After the surgery, my mother tried hard to smile and increase the faith that everything would be just fine. However, I realized nothing to be the same anymore. After months at recovery, full of right spirits and patience I had to learn to overpass the pain and do thing by myself. I became grown up in a hard way but faster than other teen-agers.
It took me long time to smite again, but I did it. Now I decided to take over the situation and look for a way out, because I truly want my life back, want to be able to build my own future with my own hands.