THE BOY WITH ENORMOUS DARK EYES

"'Why are you here, Dorothy?" he asks me.
I do not want to answer,but I have to.I have to let him and my parents think that this is going to work.
"Because everybody thinks I'm crazy and that I want to kill myself"sarcasm screams captured in my voice.
"Is it true what people think ?"his voice gives me a headache.
"I would be already dead if it was true."
"Look,Dorothy,your parents say that you suffered a lot after..."
'The incident.'I interrupt my psychologist.
"You have to call the incident on its name."He paused." I think it would be a great start for your therapy"
I shrug."Well,I don't want it.You can't force me to do that."
"If you don't want to say it,I will."
"No." panic invades my world.I can't handle this.
"I'm sorry,Dot,but he is dead.Ethan is dead.And you have to face it if..."

I can't hear him anymore because of my desperate screams."