Chapter 2 Dreams

This night I dreamt a lot **that’s the only thing Sam cannot control**. Imagining the new student, stupid and ruining all my experiments. What should I do if he or she asks me to do work after school? Things like: « sorry I have nothing against you, but I cannot go out after school. » **Humm… That sound suspicious** Maybe he or she will understand that I’m rude or that I don’t like him or her… **Thinking about it tonight is not a good thing** So after following my own advice I felt asleep… recalling an old conversation with Sam.

- You know… if I had… some friends I would be… happier
-Yes but if you had friends it should be easy to tell them about what I do and the last thing I want is an outsider to know. You remember last time what appended… when you went to the police… you know you’re a nice girl and I don’t want to send you to the hospital again…
- Yes Sam… I remember … **and now he cares about me…after what he forces me to do… pfff…**
- So this subject is CLOSE! Don’t botter me again with this!

I awoke crying, this conversation appended almost two years ago, but broke a part of my heart and every time I think about it it’s really difficult. I managed to keep my sadness and slept until morning.

- Sora wake up or you will be late at school. (Lovely voice)

When I woke up Sam was standing in the middle of my room and as always I understood what he wanted…
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I never had a big confidence in men and I think it’s deserved because of what I have been experiencing with them. First, my father decided who would take care of me if he dies, Sam because of what he is doing with me and at last the police chief that let Sam continue (he even asked Sam about using me, he never insisted again after the face that Sam does when he asked it).

A new day begins like the others…