2º Capitulo, de aki en adelante en español...

Así que ahora a dormir, solo necesito sonar para poder enfrentarme a la realidad por la mañana.
Pongo mi cabeza en la almohada. Pero en ese mismo instante me doy cuenta de q la ventana esta abierta. El viento mueve con fuerza las cortinas. Me levanto para detener la entrada de esas ráfagas. Mi pijama no muy sexy se pega a mi cuerpo como si estuviera mojado. El viento es muy fuerte y frío. Cierro los ojos por que hay muchas hojas volando por la ventana. Los alrededores del castillo están llenos de árboles milenarios que por esta época han derramado sus hojas por todo el lugar.
De pronto el frío cambia de aspecto. Ya no es el frío negro azulado del mar abierto. Es un frío suave, luminoso, cálido. Me siento apretada por algo, tal vez es solo el viento. Pero no. Son unos brazos, delgados pero fuertes que me abrazan, que me sostienen en el aire. Y ahí esta el frío de nuevo. Ahora viene de adentro, de mi propio ser. Me siento fría como si… OH si, ahora puedo sentirlo, ahora lo veo. Mi mano se alza hasta mi cuello y alcanza a rozar los colmillos empapados en sangre.

The Hidden Castle

In a hidden castle in the middle of nowhere. There is where I want to be. I don't care about anyone else. It's just me, and me only; it's nice to be here.

I’m falling sleep now...Nobody is with me...I’m dreaming about you...You are in my dream...You are touching me, it feels so good, your hands upon my neck... your lips near my chest... your nose feeling my smell...you're so close to me... I can feel you touching me... crossing over my stomach...my skin bristles...Your lips rub my neck...they're so warm...take me... take me with you ...take me far away from here ...just...
Suddenly I wake up; I’m alone in my bed. It’s just me having a nice dream. I wish I could dream this every night. Knowing that it’s just a dream is killing me. Why aren’t you real?

I whish you were real… I want you so bad.
This castle is beginning to be too large for me. These people who are with me don’t really care about me. No one cares. That’s why I need you.
I think about this almost every day since my family died. It was a fire at home. I was at school that day. My brother came home before, I don’t remember why. My father was on his day off, and my mother… well she’s a house wife so… cops never tell me what really happened I don’t buy their explanations about my mom having a carelessness. She never took her eyes away from what she was cooking, I knew her, I know that. Besides, I found some very odd things, like this watch from, I don’t know year 1000. It’s really old and this other thing, I don’t know what it is yet, I think it’s like a necklace or some thing. But it’s old too.
Now, 10 years later, I almost don’t remember their faces. I was a little child in that time. With my 17 years old today, I’m not happy. I’m alone, in a big castle, with people who don't love me.

My only refuge is my sleep…