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At the new Big Brother concert on Friday night, Ramona Marosanou He made a sincere confession.
In particular, she recounted her life and shocked with her words about her childhood in Romania, about the death of her mother but also about the serious car accident she had.
“I was born in 1988 in Romania in a very close family. But there was a dictatorship and I remember that my parents went very early for the products, there were queues for food. But then there was a whole family. This is something I will always remember.
2000 was a beautiful year for me, I discovered my love for tennis but it was a very expensive sport and I had to give it up. For me it was the first big duel and my parents made a great effort and I appreciate it because I know they tried. In 2004, another very difficult year, I was in high school and I found out that my mother had to go to Bucharest for an operation. Something told me I should go with her. I got on the bus and traveled 500 kilometers to find her. I realized that it was something more serious than what he had been explaining or hiding from us for so many years.
Upon returning home I realized that my father had taken the downhill climb. He had started drinking, gambling, talking to other women. Once I was home alone and the fight started again. He stood in front of my mom and started screaming. I remember I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him out of the room and out of the house.
In 2005 I went to Italy and as my first job I had to take care of an elderly couple. It wasn’t something I wanted, it wasn’t my dream. There I fell in love for the first time. I had my first relationship but it ended badly. His parents didn’t love me because I wasn’t studying. So I decided to go.
In 2006, my brothers and I came to Greece and found work.
In 2007 we returned home and saw our very thin mother. A few days later they informed me that my mother had died. I lost the only person who really loved me. In 2008 I returned to Athens and had a relationship but we decided not to get married. In 2012 I had a car accident, I saw my hand in bad shape and I passed out. I also lost my dog in the accident. Everything that had happened to my body didn’t hurt as much as the fact that I was informed that I had “lost” my dog. For almost a year I was locked up in my house, I was depressed. I got a tattoo on my arm to fill this void. “In 2014, I started working as a photography model,” he said among others. Ramona.
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