Not very long ago I was in New York for a few weeks and decided to get a tattoo while I was there. I was living in a neighbourhood that it was a 20-minute subway ride from Manhattan. I was staying in a friend's single-room apartment larger than the shoeboxes that were available for rent in Manhattan. The end of a relationship made me feel that it was the right time to get a change in my live.
I was walking home next to the Manhattan's exclusive Upper East Side, when I decided to get a tattoo. It was soon and I had had a short day at work. This morning I had been working for a few hours when my work computer broke. So I went to a tattoo parlour.
I had just closed the shop door and I was going towards the hall when a young man covered in tattoos asked me what kind of tattoo I wanted for mine. I thought that a dragon was the better idea.
I sat on a chair, then I closed my eyes and after that I fell asleep. When I woke up, the man had finished the tattoo and outside it was very dark. I'd never been so shocked in whole my life. The dragon was so big that it covered all my leg. I didn't know what to do and finally I left the shop and I didn't pay anything.