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Chapter 4.

I keep having nightmares every night. I can only sleep two hours in a row, then I wake up and I have to fall sleep again. I can't live like this anymore, I'm afraid to fall asleep and it's not healthy. It's slowly killing me. 

It's already Tuesday and I have to go back to Ms. Collins house. My wrist it's getting better but I still can grab anything too heavy with my right hand. I don't know how I'm going to serve all the plates with my hand like that but I have to do it, I need the money. I crowl out of bed and go to the bathroom, luckily I already paid the bills so I have hot water to take a shower. I turn the water on and turn around to see my reflection in the mirror. I see the dark circles around my eyes that have already became a part of my face. My brown hair falls over my shoulders in cascades, I think it's the only thing about myself that I like. I don't like looking at myself in the mirror too much because I don't like what I see. I hate everything except my hair. I jump in the water and shave my legs. In about ten minutes I'm already clean and shaved. 

I arrive at Ms. Collins' house at 11:55, usually I start cleaning the house around 12 so I'm a little early. She opens the door and greets me with a smile, I enter the huge house and follow her into the kitchen. The kitchen is decorated beautifuly, it has a table in the middle of it and a little room in one side with all the groceries. 

"Do you want some tea?" I nod and she opens a little box full of tea bags. 

"Green tea, please." She grabs the bag that says green and then she warms some water.

"Did you look for your mom's make-up?" 

I did but I couldn't grab it. I don't like touching their stuff. "Yes, but I don't think I can use it." 

"I thought so." She smiles while grabbing the warm water and putting the tea bag on it. "There you go, honey."

"Thank you. So, would you let me clean the house today?" I ask. I know she's not going to let me do it because of my hand but I don't want to talk. 

"No, we can talk about your nightmares." 

"I don't really feel like talking about them today." I beg her in my head to not keep asking me about my nightmares, not today at least. 

"Ok, we can watch TV instead if you want." I nod. I can't remember the last time I watched TV, except the times that I past in front of TV shops, that doesn't count. She goes into the living room, I grab my cup of green tea and follow her. I take a spot next to her in the big couch. "What do you want to watch?"

"I don't know, maybe the news? I don't know what's going on with the world." I half smile and she laughs with me. 

"Ok, the news it is then." She turns on the TV and changes the channels until she finds one that has the news on it. They're talking about a shooting in a cinema in Florida and then about how Cristiano Ronaldo won the Golden Ball Award. I don't even know who he is but he is crying and he seems really happy. 

"The Brit Awards are tomorrow and Bastille are leading the nominations. Do you think they're going to win?" One of the news host ask the other one.

"I don't think they're going to win everything but they'll win something." The girl smiles at him and I look at Kate.

"Who is Bastille?" I seriously don't know anyone in the music industry right now.

"They're a new band. They're really good, I heard one their songs called Pompeii, you should hear it." 

"There are already fans outside the O2 Arena waiting for the celebrities to come tomorrow." The guys says to the girl. "Most of them are waiting for One Direction, they have two nominations this year."