Man From My Dreams

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Alone I cried in a corner knowing about my past. Why am I here in this horrible place? Why did my parents... I couldn't even think about it without breaking into tears. I put my head down into my knees and started sobbing again.
  After a while I got up and wiped the tears away from my eyes. I walked slower than before with my head down. The carpet had always had blood stains from all of my parents meals. All these innocent people hunted like animals made me feel sick. Walking out of the corridor I noticed a tall slender man at the top of the stairs.
  My eyes opened wide realizing it was the man from my dreams. But he began to walk away before I could speak.
  "Hey! Wait.. Who are you?" I screamed out to him.
  My feet picked up speed racing up the stairs. A thought came in my mind I wondered if he was the one who  was looking out for me, in the woods, giving me food, it had to be. He stood at the end of the corridor on the second floor staring at with with his deep blue eyes. Slowly he walked into the room on his left and shut the door behind him.
  "Wait!" I rushed down the hallway and swung the door to see him looking out the window looking into nothingness. He had curly black hair that went past his ear and had bangs to his left like me. His completion was like a sheet of paper. He wore long black coat with a dark purple shirt and long black pants. His eyes met mine and he turned looking straight at me.
"Hello." He said in a soothing voice.
"Hi I'm Ari, who are you?" I said picking my words carefully. He smiled and put his hand on my shoulder. "Your hands, they are freezing!"
"Sorry," he said while removing his hand from my shoulder. "But, I'm Tad for your information." He said looking into my eyes.
"Did you find me in the forest and bring me here?" I asked politely.
He nodded his head. "Yes, you looked weak and needed a place to rest."
"Probably... But that means you also made me that tasty meal when I passed out here from not having a lot of food." Tad's look became more serious when I brought that up. "I didn't make you any food Ari."
"Then who did!?"

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