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I walked out of the hut, there were fields outside for as far as I could see. That wasn't my first time in a farm but that was my first time in this one. I looked around for a well or something but there was nothing in sight. I turned around just to see Michelle's mother's frustrated face at my slowness. I notice a wooden bucket and grabbed it. It was still wet from the water I had fetched yesterday. This Michelle's hands were callus and she had stronger muscle than me. Moving in her body was easy, without knowing it, I started to run, bucket in hand on a narrow path between the fields. If her body hadn't taken me there, I wouldn't even have noticed it. I run, for a long time. It was my first time running without becoming breathless, I was enjoying it, I loved running, it was something unexpected. I stopped at the river and fetched some water. On the other side was a city, with a wall protecting it from the outside, with a castle made of granite stone in the center, it was surely visible from far away on this flat land. I stayed there, looking at it for few minutes, before changing the water, making sure not to touch the bottom of the river to get water as clean as possible. The water was fresh and I cleaned my face, this Michelle had no shower in her hut. The bucket was heavy on the way back, even with this Michelle's muscles. I spend the entire day there, doing cores after chores after chores. I thought I would never go back to my world. This Michelle's life made me sick, she had no time for herself, no time to think from morning to nighttime and she was exhausted and still yelled at to keep going. When I slide again back to my own universe, she had her hand on her bag. Her mother was snoring in the distance, it was time for her to leave and never come back.
When I open my eyes and saw the general relativity book under my cheek, I understood why I had visited her place. I didn't need to regret what had happened with my mother.
I was where I was supposed to be, I had run like Michelle was going to run, if I hadn't, my life would have been an only slightly enhanced version of her misery.
"Why are you up so early?" Amy asked entering our common kitchen.
I was waiting for the guy in front of me to finish heating his pizza in the microwave. That was the first weird thing happening, someone eating microwaved pizza for breakfast and I was expecting tons.
"Problem to sleep and I want to check up a class," I said.
She asked putting two slice of bread in the toaster. I wonder how long the toaster was going to survive if all forty people on the floor were to have toasted bread for breakfast but I didn't say anything, I just stared at the resistance turning slowly red.