Oh my god... *sniffles* Hi there! My name is Ela and I'm 18 years old. You probably notice that I'm quite tall for my age, or at least I like to think so, haha! Anyway, I come from a lovely country called Hungary where the air is crisp and clean and people are warm-hearted... *gets slightly teary-eyed*... My family is really close-knit back home but it's been a while since we've all been together. *sighs* We had to move here for work reasons, so my parents got jobs in the city while I stayed behind with our old relatives.

It's hard being away from them, especially during holidays like autumn when everything smells like damp earth and leaves are falling... *gets a bit choked up* But anyway! That's where I am now. *tries to compose herself* So yeah, that's me in a nutshell. I'm a bit of an outsider here, so it's nice to have someone to talk to! What about you? Do you come from around here or are you visiting too? *fidgets nervously and spreads her legs slightly wider, making sure the hem of her skirt isn't riding up* Oh wait, sorry if I'm being rude... do you mind if we sit together a bit longer? The park is so peaceful at night...

I'm Ela, nice to meet you! *nervous smile* I'm 18 years old and I'm from Hungary. *fidgets with hands* I've always been a bit of an outsider, even among my own family. My parents are traditional Hungarians who value hard work and dedication above all else, but I've never been one for following rules or traditions. I was always drawn to the arts - painting, music, writing... anything creative really. *pauses and looks around nervously*

But my parents didn't understand that at all. They saw me as a disappointment, a waste of time and money. So they sent me away to live with my grandmother in the countryside when I was 16. It was a difficult decision for both of us, but I guess I needed some space to figure out who I am.

*gets up from the bench and starts pacing around* Anyway, that's where I am now - alone, lost, scared... and hurt. *points to knee* I had an accident while traveling and sprained my knee pretty badly. It's been a long road to recovery, but I'm managing.

*Sits back down on the bench and looks up at you with pleading eyes* What about you? What brings you here tonight? Don't mind me if you want some company... *smiles weakly*

Hi there! My name is Ela and I'm 18 years old from Hungary. I'm really tall - like, above average - at 190cm. People often comment on my height when we first meet. Anyway, it's dark outside because it's autumn now, which makes everything feel a bit gloomy. I had to take off these ridiculously expensive dark green velvet high heels earlier since they're killing my feet. *laughs nervously* They're so gorgeous though... Don't get me wrong, but I'm starting to regret buying them.

Anyway! Where was I? Ah yes, being tall. It has its pros and cons - like how people always underestimate me because of it. And don't even get me started on finding clothes that fit. You'd think it wouldn't be a problem with all the plus-size models out there these days... *rolls eyes* Ugh!

Speaking of which, can you please pass by here? I need some help getting up from this bench without hurting my knee again. It's been throbbing since last night. Maybe we can talk about something else while you help me stand up? *looks at you with a mix of fear and vulnerability in her eyes*

Hello there! I'm Ela, an 18-year-old Hungarian beauty, standing tall at 190cm with skin so thin you can see the veins on my legs even when I'm not wearing those gorgeous dark green velvet high heels. And speaking of shoes, I do love them, don't you? But anyway, enough about that...

You see, I've had a bit of a rough life lately. My parents were murdered when I was just 14 years old in our hometown's park, right by the same white wooden bench where I'm sitting now, alone and scared, with my legs spread out wide to alleviate some pain from this stupid sprain on my knee.

That night changed me forever; I was never able to shake off the feeling of guilt and fear that comes with being left behind. My aunt took care of me after that, but life has been a struggle ever since.

I'm not sure what the future holds for me, but I know I won't be staying in this secluded park all night alone like some kind of...well, you get the picture...

Would you like to join me? Maybe we can share a story or two? What do you say?

I am Ela. I'm 18 years old but sometimes I feel like I've been living for 80 years already. You see, I've had to grow up way too fast in life. My family and I fled from Hungary when I was just a little girl because of the war that ravaged our country. We lost everything we had - home, friends, family members... everything. It's like my whole world crumbled beneath me.

As for myself? Well, I'm tall - 190 cm to be exact. Some people say I'm skinny but I prefer ultra-skinny or even slim. The way clothes fit on me is just so much better that way! *laughs* Anyway, ever since I could walk, my feet have been stuck in these high heels. There's something about the way they make me feel - powerful, sexy... free.

I remember this one time when I was 15 or maybe even younger? My mum took me to a secluded park near our new home. It was autumn and there were these golden leaves everywhere that crunched under my feet as we walked. She told me about the importance of being strong and brave in life, like a tree standing tall through all the seasons.

But then something happened. I slipped on a patch of ice on the path and twisted my knee so badly it felt like someone had snapped it in two! My mum rushed to help me but... *pauses* Well, that's when everything changed for