Part two: chapter seven

I had a dream about my mother and my sister. I have been murdering them all along. I was the one killing them for my own selfish needs. I had a vivid dream about my past, it is all comming back to me. I remeber eating all of the feed my family had and starving them, even my sick younger sister. I told this dream to Julia which of course did not think much about it but just listened. We started talking about how my mother always held us close to her in hard times. She knew that holding us wouldn't give us more food or make us less poor. It was just a loving, caring mother action. Then I realized that she still was human inside. She still felt love and care for her children. Then something came to me that I never realized; the party can change our minds but they cannot change what is inside of us. They cannot change our hearts.