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 lot

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

the same elementary school as

had always received more care from parents, so they lived

her brother to school. But she didn’t go to school with

very ordinary at that time. She was bullied soon after she entered that school. Those bad kids played tricks on

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

she wasn’t strong. The seniors always ganged up to bully

body. Those seniors were not stupid. They hit her on her body

the servants discovered

as usual, her brother stopped her and dragged her into his bedroom. Suddenly, her school uniform was pulled down and he

a medical kit from under the bed and silently put medicine on her contusions. At that time, she lost her temper. She

did she say to

you think you have got something on me? I have the ability to deal with them myself.

“It was just a fight. And you lost. I fight a lot, too. That’s why I hide a medical box under the bed.” Then he drove her out of his room and

very jealous of her

always fought back and got injured. Every day, her brother would put medicine on her

those seniors called over some gangsters who were actually

time that she had seen her brother fight so fiercely. In the end, her brother got injured and his head swelled up. But he still laughed at her, “Look! I’m a

daze.

when her brother fought with those gangsters, he shouted loudly, “Only I can bully

that time her brother

sat on the sofa for three

She seemed to have been lost in her memories. Not all the memories were good. But