Normally, the recommendation of a teacher taking part was taken with a grain of salt. After all, of all the authority figures kids were most likely to...have issues with (besides a parent), a teacher was number one.But with Ms. Sampson, the addition of adults and the nature of the recommendations made her an intriguing candidate. What clinched it for the Wilsons was that Bob Roth, one of their previous participants, actually put her name forth. Bob, while one of those that praised the experience. She had gone to the same high school and junior high as Andy, and had always been there for him. She was like a sister to him. Next to her sat her current boyfriend, David, that she had met in college. He seemed perfect for her, a fellow music major that played the piano, and genuinely seemed like an awesome guy, if a bit reserved.Looking to the row in front of them, Andy noticed that Kate had her head on James's shoulder, and seemed to be napping. Andy and Kate had dated throughout high. He smiled and said, “It’s me calling. Answer your phone. You’ve broken my heart once, don’t break it again.” Cindy broke down in tears, answered his call and sobbed, “I love you so much, Eric!” She jumped into his arms and sobbed “I’m so sorry. Can you ever forgive me? You’re the only boy I will ever love, Eric. I know that now.” “I should apologize to you, Cindy. I never told you what I wanted you to hear. I was scared of losing you and said things to you that I thought you wanted to hear.. The kind of smell that she imagined that shadows would have if they had a scent.Tears were starting to streak down her cheeks. She wouldn’t bawl, she was eight years old and she believed her dad when he said that eight-year olds don’t bawl.Don’t cry.The voice surprised her. She looked around, but only saw the walls of the abandoned, dried up well.It’s okay, child.The voice sounded like it was everywhere around her.“Who are you?” She asked, her fear only mounting.A friend. The voice said. It.