Chapter 2

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I woke up to the sound of Dr. Andrew's voice." Good now I want you to tell me what you saw in your dream" he said. I rubbed my the back of my hand across my forehead, which was dripping with sweat. I slowly sat up and rubbed the drowsiness out of my eyes." I don't want to talk about it" I said. For some reason, I felt so angry. As if I had just relived the day my father died and the day my mother died.

Dr. Andrew sat forward in his chair. He looked at me with disappointment in his eyes." You know how this works Robert, you have to tell me" he said. His voice seemed to tremble with frustration. I never did cooperate when it came to therapy. I scooted forward on the bed and grabbed my knees." I saw you, but you weren't alive" I said. When he heard this, he seemed to jump in surprise." What do you mean I wasn't alive" he asked. I began to chuckle. The reason I was about to give seemed to amuse me. Not that it was a good thing but, I hadn't laughed in a while." I did it" I said. I stood up from the bed and walked over to the door of the room. I peered through the little window. The halls were empty and lights were dim.

I then looked around the room. There was a table full of surgery tools. I slowly made my way over to the table." You did what Robert" Dr. Andrew asked." I killed you" I said in a whisper. I then grabbed a pair of surgical scissors and hurled them across the room. I turned around quickly and laughed maniacally as the scissors pierced through Dr. Andrew's forehead. I watched as the doctor dropped on to the floor. The blood from his wound poured onto the floor.

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