this is part 2!
That night did have a strange dream, I dreamed about a creature that come out a shadow, walked on a cemetery. He looked at me with his soulless eyes, it did scared me. Then he did look away. A little girl walked to him, I got the feeling I know that girl... wait, that was my daughter! I yelled: 'GO AWAY FROM THAT BEAST!!' she did turn her head to me, and said: 'don't worry, this is Kate. She won't hurt me!'. At that momment I wake up, my wife asked: 'are you alright?'. I said I just did have a bad dream. I looked at the time, it was 2:45AM. I walked to the kitchen, and looked there was something to eat or to drink. I did go to the living room, and sit on the bank. My eyelids was getting heavy, I closed my eyes and think, it was just a dream. And then I did fell in sleep. My daughter wake me up at 7:00AM, and she talked again about Kate, or how I need to call that beast. I said to her: 'stop talking about Kate. please, do not ever talk about Kate ever again!' She looked tearful at me, and I said: 'I'm sorry but I don't like Kate..' she look in my eyes and said: 'okay dad..'
2 years later, my daughter didn't talk about that beast called 'Kate' again. I was going to work, but my daughter didn't not want that I go to work. I did ask her why, but she don't really want to say it, all what she say is: 'you will then be angry if I say why I don't want you go..' I say I won't be angry, she say scared: 'you will get a pileup, and you won't survive..'
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