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The volgende few days were difficult to me. Synthia had tight me with the shackles what she had volgende to her nest. The only thing what I could do was laying. I didn't even talked to her. Synthia didn't give up on me. She just wanted to help me, but cause nobody else haven't ever helped me before, I couldn't figure it. Every single day, she asked my worries, but the only thing what I did, was scowl on her. But she didn't care about it. She took care of me and I was thankful to her.
Days past and soon it was already past a week. I started to think a bit. Why I was so mean to her, I thought. I saw her coming again and I knew what it was. Are u now ready to talk, she asked. I looked at her and she just sighed and was going away again. I started to feel pity on her. Wait, I said. She turned her head and looked at me. I said: "Okay, Synthia. If u really want to know my worries, then... Sigh... I'm ready to talk. Please, come here."
Synthia looked for a while to me and came volgende to me and sat down. I raised myself and sat down as well and leaned towards the cave's wall. I said: "Before I start, I want to say that... I'm sorry that I've been such an idiot lately. I've been mean to you, but still I appreciate it that u offered me a place where I can sleep and food. Thanks for that."
Synthia said: "It's okay, Mike. u had your reason. I understand it."
But, I continued. "the reason, why I'm so scared all the time is, that... sigh... I've been hated all my life. I don't know where all that started, but I saw, that nobody didn't like me..."
Synthia looked at me and said: "But... why your always so scared. Did they hurt you?"
I nod. My eyes started to flow tears and I continued: "There was one black, really muscular male dragon, named as Black. And his one jaar younger little brother, Ben. And their vrienden as well. Sigh... look." I moved my wings a bit and toon her wounds that were on my back. She went shocked and said: "Oh my goodness! Where did u got these wounds?" -Black did those to me... The wounds are really old, and they will never disappear, I said. Then she asked me: "But... didn't your parents helped you, your mom of dad?"
Now I started to cry. Synthia graped on my paw and hugged me. I managed barely continue: "There's the... Main problem... sniff... My dad left my mom when I was still in the egg... And my mom... died when I was a little kid... sobbing... She protected me... I was already then hated... sobbing..." - Oh my gosh, Synthia said. She took my head towards her chest and hugged me. I cried and cried and I couldn't stop it. It's my fault that my mom is dead, I yelled. Synthia pet me and said: Hush hush. It wasn't your fault, Mike. Let it all come out.
I cried and at the same time I noticed, that when Synthia pet me, I felt myself safety. I asked her: "Synthia, would u like to... sniff... do me a favour..." What u want me to do, she asked back. - Please, pet me until I've fell asleep, I asked her. She looked me and smiled. Okay Mike, take your time, she said. I thanked her and closed my eyes and sobbed once more. She pet me and I relaxed totally. She zei before I began to sleep: "Mike, I wanna hear meer about those things. This is hard for you, I know, but u have to tell that to someone, who u trust. It's for your own good. In this island, there's only us two, so u don't have to be afraid that I might tell those things to someone. And just for u to know, I don't hate you. Conversely, I like you. Sleep well." She kissed me on the cheek and went outside. I looked her and smiled. I felt myself happy for the first time in my life.

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