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   It’s so dark in here; I can hear people screaming but can’t tell why? It’s also cold and I’m getting terrified, from where I stood I could see two guys fighting, one of them I don’t recognize, but the other one… it is Seto.

   The room is getting noisy, but from all the voices one sound pursed my head; “No!” a girl shouted, then someone griped my hand, it was so fast and I couldn’t tell who it was, but I think it was the girl I heard, she pulled out my necklace and started rolling it, she moved fast that when I tried to look up and see who she was, my necklace started glowing, and… I just woke up.

   It’s the same nightmare, every time I sleep I have it over and over again, it just feels so real that I hate thinking about it, but time taught me to get on with things; when I was a little girl I feared sleeping, so I end up awake for days, even if I did sleep, I just wake up screaming and waking up every one in the bedroom with me.

   I thought about those days for a while, about the orphanage; where I woke up screaming and annoying all the girls in the bedroom, they all just stared at me then went back to sleep, nobody ever bothered to ask what was wrong with me. I thought about that as I sat on bed, but enough with the memories for a one day, I would do anything to forget about that place, I have to wash it all away, now I needed to get ready for my first day at Domino high-school for I just got transferred, the managers thought I was too clever to stay in the old one, I thought Domino city is a better place to find a decent job.

   Eventually I got off bed, the rays of May’s sun flooded the room, the golden light warmed the floor, and gave the paneled walls an impression of an old brightness, then I recognized that was because there were no curtains to cover the wall wide window, I just don’t understand how people live like that? I got it from some guy; he said he uses it for studying, maybe making parties sometimes, anyway he said he’ll let me stay in here as long as I keep it clean for him, but I really couldn’t understand how he could do anything in it; the apartment was empty, except for a couple of beds in both bedrooms, and a couch with table in the living room, nothing more. Anyway I think I should be grateful for having a roof overhead.

   The time was passing and I didn’t even get ready to school, so I took a shower whilst thinking that I didn’t buy the school’s uniform, I don’t even have the money to get it, moreover I haven’t found a job yet, Oh my, that was too much for me, I stepped out the shower and went out to find something to wear, I found a gray skirt that goes down to my knees, a tight black shirt forms an “X” in the back, then I put on a half jacket and a black shoes, and just before I leave, I took a hat and tied my hair under  it, I got used to cover my eyes with a hat when I go to new places, at least until people get used to my eyes; it would be much easier if I get contacts but I don’t, well I just hope the day goes easy, I’m already anxious  because I heard that Seto goes to Domino high-school, I hope he doesn’t recognize me.

      I went down the street and it didn’t take me long till I got there, “Domino high school”, that’s it, the finest school at the whole city and I have a scholarship in it, honestly I heard that  a journalist  had once spread a rumor that this school is bureaucratic  and made for billionaire’s children aint the public, that’s when the owners started selecting students with high I.Q level from public schools, and there I am, but it was a little disappointing how people behave, the guys were running almost everywhere hitting each other, and the girls, well they were just laughing stupidly, oh my, is that how they express their happiness? Two guys were walking but suddenly they stopped and started staring at me “hey look at her eyes! That is so creepy, why would anyone put on a red contacts?” one of the boys said, I just lowered my hat and kept walking, I didn’t wait for the other guy to answer, all this time and I still hate people to talk about my eyes color, something I’m never used to I think!

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