| I looked blankly at the women, having very little interest. For didn't think i should be there. "Please, sit down." I did, and waited. We stared at each other for a while and then she started writing something down on a clipboard. I wondered what she could possibly be writing since i hadn't said a word to her, no even a friendly "hi!". I told you already, i didn't need to be there. She looked at me again and n her eyes found comfort, somehow. I hated it. How could this woman make me feel so relaxed, i was so content with just being mad. I took a deep breath and tried to be, or at least look like i didnt want to be there. But no matter how outraged i looked i could not have been prepared for what she said. I had expected "How does that make you feel?" or "What happen, start from the beginning." But thats no what i heard. The words sent me to my own world, tears in my eyes, suprised, and in a daze. I remembered it clearly, so very clearly... She stood on the edge of a cliff, with a bouquet of daises in her hand. She was in a light blue dress that fell just past her knees. She was looking down, off the side of the cliff and into the ocean. The grass was a magnificent green, and the sky was dark and cloudy. It was completely silent, except for one thing. She was singing...
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
You make me happy, when skies are grey.
Youll never know dear, how much i love you,
So please dont take my sunshine away. All the while she was picking out daises and dropping them off the clif waiting for them to hit the rocks in the ocean before taking another. When she had one left, she looked out, parrallel to the water below and smiled faintly. "I know its hard to talk about... really like if i could... need to get out..." i heard parts of her speaking, it wasnt all clear yet, i was still stuck in my world. "Please tell me..." And her voice was again completely out of my mind. I saw the same scene, but this time, the sky was much lighter. A beautiful cloudless blue. The girl was still there, in the same dress, with daises in her hands. moms home again. your gonna have to wait. 
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