Note: This is a story. I'll post stories from time to time. Keep in mind that they might be fictional, or non-fictional. But they are stories. - Nowadays i'm hallucinating dinosaurs. - You're clinging to the past. - What?The past? Why? - I don't know. Maybe you want to bring back something? - I like your girly outfit. Sneakers, long socks, t-shirts. Jeans, lousy hair. - I can wear those once a week. - What? Just like this? - Yeah. If you want it, i'll do it. - But if that's so easy... - It is. You can tell me if you want something! - You didn't like that in the past? - Like what? - The pain. The scratches. I want to hurt you. - That's okay,too. - Okay how? You couldn't stand the pain. I saw you crying, screaming, suffering from it. - It has changed. - But your mind! - After it, i was calm. - Calm? Really? - Yes. I was relaxed. - You never told me. - You never asked.