falling, I could have been gone by now. Maybe she isn't really evil, maybe there's a reason why fate brought me here. He stood up and looked back from where he came from. I should go back to that girl, I have to thank her for saving me from that fall, he silently decided. He walked back towards the massive white house. He walked faster even if he was still afraid of what she might do to him when she sees him once again. When he got near the house, he saw the girl, sitting and crying with her head down in front of a round table. He looked at her and the whole place for a while. Slowly, Henry approached her. The girl immediately noticed him and tried hard to stop herself from crying looking intently at Henry. She didn't say anything. Henry walked and stood on the other side of the small round table.

          "You came back, are you still afraid of me, huh?" the beautiful girl asked Henry.

          "No, not anymore, a little maybe," was Henry's hesitant