I've Been There Before

Grace didn’t sleep well. Her forehead got sweaty.

It was a really long dream.

She dreamed about the old days when her grandfather was still alive. She dreamed about her chasing Caden. She dreamed about her best time when she was eighteen.

Suddenly, she dreamed about her miserable prison life.

She dreamed about Leona’s death. She dreamed about the day when she regained freedom, her bitter life after that and that man she could not escape from.

She also dreamed about her parents. But she couldn’t see them clearly.

“Grace, Caden want to be with you forever! Caden want you to be happy forever!”

Suddenly she heard an innocent voice.

She opened her eyes at once and looked at the snow-white ceiling. After a long while, she finally came to her senses and realized that it was just a dream.

She sat up from the sofa. The door of the balcony wasn’t closed. The cold wind blew in. She trembled with cold sweats.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead. Then she sat motionless like a statue.

That dream was so real, like a movie about her whole life.

It showed the ups and downs in her life.

It showed how she became frail and weak.

to that dream, she recalled a

still innocent. She knew that her grandfather was very strict with her, but he cared about her more

went to the same elementary school

put her under the spotlight. His brother had always received more care from parents, so

her brother to school. But she didn’t

She was bullied soon after she entered that school. Those bad kids played tricks on her all the

asked her not to threaten others with her family background. She should deal

at that time, she wasn’t strong. The seniors always

Those seniors were not stupid. They hit her on her body part that was

neither grandfather nor the

as usual, her brother stopped her and dragged her into his bedroom.

At that time, she lost her temper. She didn’t want others to know she was bullied, so she sneered at her

she say

you have got something on me? I have the ability to deal with them myself. Don’t tell grandfather

too. That’s why I hide a medical box under the

lacked the care of her parents, she was very jealous of her brother. Looking at the door,

got injured. Every day, her brother would put medicine on her wounds and then chased her

she finally won, those seniors called over

of the school building. She thought she would be beaten up. But her brother showed up suddenly. It was the first time that she had seen her brother fight so fiercely. In the end, her brother

a daze. Memories flooded

with those gangsters, he shouted loudly, “Only I can bully my

that time her brother

on the sofa

old days. Sometimes she smiled; sometimes she pursed her lips. She seemed to have been lost in her memories. Not all the memories were good. But some of them were