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baseball bat that I had stored there. Anne had given me it some years ago, thinking it would be a good weapon for protection. Until that moment, I hadn´t seen it as such, but the solidness of the wood between my hands gave me security. Without knowing what to do, I sat on the bed, the light on and the bat in my hands. I jumped as I heard the main door closing. I got up and ran to see if Anne was fine. I stopped suddenly in the door of my room, turned around and left the bat on the bed, I didn´t want an interrogation at this time of the night.
                  “Anne, are you alright?” I asked, pretending just to be curious.
                  “I am sorry, honey, I was going to call to tell you that I would arrive late when my boss caught me in the parking lot, he almost didn´t let me get into the car. We are very busy in a new project,” she looked at me for the first time since entering the house and her expression changed. “Has something happened to you? You don´t look well, you know that you can tell me anything,” she said with her usual calming look and perfect smile.
    “No ,” I smiled, “I am fine, I just wanted to make sure that you had arrived well before going to sleep.”
    “It has been a long time since that happened, you don´t have to worry about anything ,” she inspected me up and down until satisfied, as though she were checking that I wasn´t lying.
    I gave her a kiss on the cheek and went to my room. I was calmer with Anne in the house, knowing that nothing had happened to her. She was a good mother, despite feeling that she had always hidden something from me and my intuition didn´t fail me.
    I lay down on the bed, hugging the bat and staring at the window. I didn´t know what I would do if that being returned to my room, I didn´t even know what or who he was. My only hope was using the old bat if I needed to fight. I wasn´t great, but it was all I had. Soon, the option of calling Eric came to me, I didn´t know how to call him, but he was the only one I wanted to help me. My mind rambled around the possibility, in the things I could do to find him in the middle of the night and, finally in his eyes. The image of his intense stare was the last thing I thought before falling asleep.
    I didn’t stop dreaming all night, it was crazy . I was asking myself questions as though I were a reflection in a mirror, speaking to myself. I asked if what had happened was real and if my power would be to scare people so that they would leave running, but suddenly my reflection stopped doing as I did, it didn´t gesticulate, it didn´t move and suddenly it wasn´t even me, it had my face but it wasn´t me, its hair was a much lighter brown than mine and its blue eyes looked at me with indifference. All of a sudden, it started to laugh noisily and I woke up as I never had, with my heart beating strongly and with a buzzing in my ears, I was no longer the same.
    I fell sharply into the reality of time and space; the dream had left me stunned, not knowing how nor why something had changed in me. I saw everything with greater clarity, sounds were sharper and I knew that I was not alone.
    I moved slowly and methodically until I was sitting in bed, I got a big surprise when I saw Eric looking peacefully at my classic film collection. He seemed serene as he looked curiously through my things. Thoughtful I leaned against the wall, observing all of this movement. I couldn´t take my eyes off of him, his back, wide and strong, his legs, long and firm. When I lifted my eyes he was watching me in a fun way. I couldn´t even get angry with him for having left me alone, I simply smiled.
    “Are you okay? Your heart is beating fast”, he came closer, worried.
    “I have just had a nightmare”, what other motive could he desire for my heart being accelerated? Just the sight of him made me touch heaven.
    “I can see what you are thinking, remember?”
    I didn’t remember, but I wasn´t going to