Chapter 2 VII

The day before today I was woken up by crying. The crying was coming from myself. A dream that cleared up thoughts from my childhood. My mother and sister could be alive. Or they could be dead. The dream consisted of a greedy boy, me, my sister and my mother. My mother received the ration of chocolate and divided into parts for my sister and me. I grabbed my frail sisters chocolate and ran away, never to see them again. I told Julia about this dream, and she instantly became worried for our own lives. If we were caught committing a crime, we would be tortured or killed, or maybe both. The possibility of ending what we have together kills me..