First meeting

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˝Rose, wake up˝

˝Hmmmm?˝

˝Rose, honey, we just landed, we need to disembark.˝

I open my eyes and see my dad leaning over me and trying to wake me up. He said we just landed and I look out the small window to see the Zürich airport, but I didn't see much because it was night. We still have about an hour of driving ahead of us, but fortunately nether of us have to drive. 

˝Yes, I'm coming.˝ I say and stand up from my seat and grab my backpack with my belongings and start to move towards the exit. I still have to collect my suitcase and find the person who would take us to the wellness center.

˝What's wrong?˝ my dad asks.

˝Nothing, just tired of the flight.˝ I fire out, which is not completely true. I am tired, but because of worrying about this change so much and trying to understand why this is happening to me. We pick up our luggage and head for the exit, also looking for the person holding our names on a piece of paper. 

In some time I notice a quite big, old and fat man with black hair standing and holding a piece of paper with big letters, saying: MR ANS MS HALL, which is my dad and me. We approach this man, me just saying hello, then my dad and him exchanging a few words about the path ahead of us, then we all together went to the car and packed our luggage inside the trunk. I immediately head for the back of the car and my dad sits in front. A few minutes later, we drive to the highway and I continue listening to music. I saw dad and the driver talking, probably about why we came here in the first place, but I didn't listen to the conversation. 

In time, we drove off the highway and we started to pass to more of a country side. This caught my attention and immediately I started thinking that if I will be living in an environment like this, I would be even able to draw in my drawing book, which released a large amount of serotonin in my body.

So there was more and more woods around us now and eventually we came to a little village, through which we just drove. I heard the driver saying that we are almost there. We came to big iron gate that were already open and from there on leads only one road through the woods and going uphill's. The driver starts telling us about the story of a Baron from 200 years ago.

˝The Baron lived about 200 years ago, but the story of what happened is dreadful.˝ he says.

Naturally I am a very curious person so I just have to know what happened. ˝Can you tell us more?˝ I ask.

˝Well, the Baron had this image of believing in purity of his bloodline, but no woman was pure enough for him, so he decided to marry his sister.˝ I was shook. The he continued ˝Well, he did then rape her...˝

˝He did what to his sister?!?!˝ I was hardly holding myself back, when he mentioned the thing about raping her I almost screamed. I look the driver and he was looking at me through the back mirror.

˝Oh my, I can't even imagine how disgusting this must have been for her.˝ my dad said. 

˝Continue, please.˝ I say, ready to listen to the whole story.

˝She eventually accepted his love and he wanted them to het married, but the local priest did not allow that, so the Baron hanged him. They were trying for 6 years, but the woman was unable to get pregnant and then before the wedding locals burned them alive and they died.˝

˝I think he deserved it.˝ I say. I honestly don't feel sorry for neither of them, because this kind of behavior is unacceptable in any way. I try to ease my anger by looking out the nature that is surrounding us now, but we stop.

˝We arrived.˝ the driver says and exiting the car. I take a look out from the back window  and I see a lot of people in white pyjamas  walking in front of a big white building-which is the wellness center I presume. Some of them are playing games, reading and some are talking. I get out of the car, taking a deep breath of fresh cool air which hit my sensitive skin.

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