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ㄴ And that network is known as the "collective unconscious." The original German phrase is, "Kollektives Unbewusstes," in case you were curious...ㄱ
The man on the .MOV file is a familiar teacher back at the island. Despite being on the elementary school campus, I saw him a lot.. But I don't really get why Ken sent me a video of his psychology lecture to me...
He sent one more message, saying 'lol cant believe hes talking abt personas, u watched it?' I send a simple thumbs up emoji, too lazy to type out a full response.
My bedroom door quietly opens.. "(Y/N), dear, please go to bed soon.." It's just my mom.. "Okay, sorry, I lost track of time.." She shut the door.
I lay down, shutting my eyes. Hopefully, tomorrow will be decent too...
...
Today would mark the second week of school with a lacking presence of a disturbing man. It definitely lightened up the mood for everyone at school, I can tell. We also got a counselor..
And I'm right outside the nurse's office, about to have a session with him.
I knocked on the door, once, twice, and a third time just to be safe before I peeked in. Immediately, I saw the counselor looking up and right at me. He smiles, beckoning me to enter..
So I quietly step in, taking a seat at the couch beside the one he sat on. "Are you here for a counseling session?" He's politely smiling still; This feels awkward... "Um, good afternoon.. Yes, if you're not busy." "Oh, not at all! Go ahead and I'll listen to whatever you want to say. Would you care for a snack?" I nod..
"Let's start then. Don't be so tense by the way, you can just relax!" "Oh, okay.. Um, I was just thinking about my past was all." He nods, leaning forward, "Go ahead.."
"Um.. Well, I guess it was a few years ago, not too long ago though, um.. Maybe like seven or eight years ago.."
.. Seven or eight years ago, I think that was when I really understood stuff a child didn't need to.. Like death? I don't know if I was supposed to really care about it then, but I started to really know about it
