Chapter Two .

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(this part is very unsettling to most people and can trigger you very easily. Read at your own risk.)
Viola opened her eyes. She sat down, but on nothing. It was all black. Suddenly, she realized, none of this was real. . . . where was she. She felt a wave of grief. "Where am i, universe?" no answer. She heard a voice..
???: " You . "
Viola: " W-what..??..."
???: " You are just like her."
Viola : " L-like who?"
???: "Open your eyes."
With a flash, all turned colorful again. She was there, but.. she wasn't her. . . She had a familiar face.. it looked like-
Another young person, a man, about her age, spoke to her.
Young man:" I'm sorry they hurt you."
Without her own will, she spoke to the boy, she couldn't control her actions.
"That's okay, after all, you are not mother and father."
Young man: "Can we possibly kiss again. I love you, my dear ."
"But of course!"
Her and the young man went behind a bush, and kissed.
Young man: "The other children might have noticed us, we better get going-"
"But I would like to stay with you." She put her face against the young man's cheek, and he did not move. The boy looked surprised, but accepted it, and almost shed a tear.
Young man: " You should be more appreciated. But two young children like us stand no chances against our parents power. We are lower class, no money. We couldn't afford to do anything about the situation we are in, we just have to accept it. This is our life."
"Yes, my dear. But my life is better with you."
Young man: "So is mine , my dear sweetheart, *inaudible.*
She couldn't hear what the young man said, everything went dark again , and Viola woke up.

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