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.

she recalled a lot of

she was still innocent. She knew that her

to the same elementary school as

the spotlight. His brother had always received more care

school. But she didn’t

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

background. She should deal with those who bullied her

strong. The seniors

with some contusions on her body. Those seniors were not stupid. They hit her on her body part that was covered by

grandfather nor the

went upstairs to do her homework as usual, her brother stopped her and dragged her into his bedroom. Suddenly, her school uniform was pulled down

her contusions. At that time, she lost her temper. She didn’t want others to know she was bullied, so she sneered at her brother and told him not

did she

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

fight a lot, too. That’s why I hide a medical box

was very jealous of her

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

finally won, those seniors called over

the back 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

daze. Memories flooded

her brother fought with those gangsters, he shouted loudly, “Only I can bully my sister.

her brother was

sat on the

into the distance and recalled the old days. Sometimes she smiled; sometimes she pursed her lips. She seemed to have been