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The First day

“I never asked for this.” Nathaniel said solemnly.
“Perhaps not, but it is what you wanted subconciously. More than anything else, you wanted help.”
The boy shook his head.
“I’ve never wanted to go to a psychiatrist in my life…”
Dr. Telesfore half smiled.
“Then you must’ve been in quite a dire state… It’s what you wanted, needed, whether you like the idea or not.”

Nathaniel reclined in the bed and pondered this for about 15 minutes or so. The doctor sat with his fingers crossed, waiting.
Nathaniel brushed the black hair from his eyes, meeting the doctor’s gaze.
“So, what now?”
“Well, my friend, I think that’s quite up to you.”
The boy’s gaze became confused. The doctor sighed.
“I think this is enough for today…”
Nathaniel nodded.
“alright.. so what, I come back tomorrow?”
“That’s up to you, but should you plan on returning, I want you to think about something tonight.”
“What?”
“I want you to think about why you’re down. Don’t come back until you have a story for me.”

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