[Trigger Warning: Explicit details about previous tortures/abuses. Read at your own discretion.]
"What are you stressed about, kid?" The man asked.
"I dislike…" Samuel stopped as he didn't know how to explain. "I… dislike trucks."
"This truck?"
"All trucks."
The man narrowed his eyes.
"Why?"
"Trucks are bad."
The man didn't know if he should proceed or not. It could be a traumatizing memory for the child. The man had majored in psychology, and he knew for a fact that this child needed all sorts of help.
"Yeah, they're bad." The man agreed to Samuel.
"You would not know. Or do you?" Samuel opposed even that.
"I won't know actually. Not unless you tell me." The man replied calmly. "But you don't have to of course."
"I was not going to either."
The child was hard to get through mentally. However, the man was more than ready to help him now that he had learned a little.
