Her sight fell upon the old man who merely sighed aloud before walkingaway before the door flap fell upon her view as they entered the hut.***Anya ran...as fast as his body could carry him before his lungs burnedwith lack of oxygen as he fell to his knees gasping.He gazed around himself the surroundings frightening, large buildingswere all around him as stone covered all around him.From the ground to even the roads all were covered in cold lifelessstone.Hardly any forest was around this odd place. ”He was still under the covers, to avoid looking at her. “Claudia, what do you mean?”“I’ve learned to respect myself and not be submissive to a man, hoping he will love me. I’ve also learned that abusive men often feel guilty after they abuse a woman and try to make it up to them, so they won’t leave him, but end up doing it again and again.”“I’ve learned my lesson Claudia and want to be a better person. It will take time though to prove to you that I have truly changed. What can I do. He kept walking until he reached a familiar sight - a simple convenience store. He’d come here every so often for energy drinks or something like that whenever he was in the area, but ever since he came to Toronto for the tournament, something else about this place was on his mind.He walked through the front door, a beep signalling to the cashier that he was entering. His eyes crept up from the floor to the cashier’s desk to confirm that she was working tonight.Ken had no clue what her name. Several other exchange students were in the room as well, but all of their conversations were purely in English.We stayed there until dinner, which was our first scheduled event. Stig Olsen welcomed us and we ate. Once we finished, Stig gave us the plans for the next week. Each morning, there would be a workshop of some kind, discussing our experiences, evaluating the exchange program, and so on. Each afternoon, there would be some kind of group activity. Our evenings would be free, and there.