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12.
-HER- As Dr Van Helsing had said, the very next day papa sent Brady to pick up the psychologist while mama always stayed by my side. I was so scared after that evening that she had slept with me in my room that night. Still, I couldn’t sleep until I was sedated. Dr Van Helsing was temporarily living at our place to be able to look at me at all hours. Even though I was physically recovering very rapidly, thanks to Dr Van Helsing, mentally I seemed to be getting worse. Every single waking moment, my mind kept replaying all those incidents again and again. I would grow restless now and then, looking for an escape or something to take my mind of those things but nothing would work. I tried to sketch while waiting for the phycologist. It was then when I was reminded of that man again whom I
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