"They call me. Cloud" or" The Nefeli's unwritten pages ".

The everyday routine of Nefeli, in pieces: friendship, betrayal, love, hypocrisy, violence… If she was a writer, this book could have been written by her. "A long time ago, whenever a train passed, I always waved. I don't anymore. I stopped doing that. My enthusiasm is absent and my sadness is in excess," admits sixteen years old Nefeli. She goes through life "as a programmed hybrid": school-home-private teaching school, in search for her identity. Life is like discarded pieces of a puzzle ...