— Doctor, it's hard to explain. My daughter has been acting strangely lately. She talks about magic and parallel dimensions as if they were real. Insists she can save the world and is obsessed with stories told by my mother. She planted these ideas in my daughter's head since she was little. I thought she would forget about these things over time, but she insists on this nonsense.

Dr. Mendes looks through the window that separates his office from the waiting room. His eyes find a peculiar scene: a girl is playing energetically in the room next door, alternating between throwing herself from one side to the other, as if immersed in a battle.

Returning his gaze to the girl's mother, he continues her story. With a sigh, she goes on

-As I was saying, Doctor, she lives in this world of tales, as if it were real. It seems that those stories from my mother created a fantasy in her head. I've told her to forget about these things, but she insists on taking it seriously.

The doctor, still observing the joyful expression of the girl in the next room, realizes that there is more complexity in the situation than a simple rejection of reality. He decides to approach the subject with sensitivity.

-But for now, let's start with something simpler, not so radical. How about putting her in a camp, away from these 'nonsense' stories? It might help her understand the burden of the real world.

The doctor agrees, considering the mother's suggestion carefully.

-The idea of a camp could be an interesting approach. It would provide your daughter with the opportunity to experience a different environment, away from these fantasy stories. Interaction with other children and outdoor activities often helps bring a more balanced perspective.

He stands up and walks to the window, looking at the girl in the next room who continues her imaginary play.

-It's a first step, Mrs. Silva. We'll monitor her progress and adjust our approach as needed. I'm here to help throughout the process.

With that, Anika's mother leaves the office with a glimmer of hope, while Dr. Mendes continues to work with the next patient.

With a quick wave, Alessia called her daughter to leave the doctor's office, heading towards the elevator. The silence between them was palpable, reflecting the complexity of the situation. Anika, with her eyes still filled with imagination, followed her mother, eager to understand what would come next.

Upon entering the elevator, Alessia noticed Anika's curious gaze and decided to share a bit more about the conversation with the doctor.

-Well, Anika, Dr. Mendes suggested something that might help us. He proposed the idea of you participating in a camp, a place where you can experience real-life things and interact with other children. He believes it could be good for you to better understand the world around us.

Anika widened her eyes, surprised by the revelation.

-A camp? But I thought he was going to help me understand things in a different way, not take me away from them.

Alessia sighed, choosing her words carefully.

-He believes this experience could be a way for you to learn new things, face different challenges, and, at the same time, find a balance between imagination and reality. It's not a separation; it's an opportunity for growth.

Anika, although reluctant, tried to process the information. The elevator stopped, and mother and daughter exited, continuing their journey down the hallway.

-I know it's hard to accept, Anika. But sometimes, we need to open ourselves to new experiences to better understand life. Let's go home; we can talk more about it," Alessia said, seeking to comfort her daughter during this period of imminent changes.

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As they exited the elevator, mother and daughter walked down the corridor towards the building's exit. The setting sun tinted the sky with golden hues, creating a serene atmosphere, contrasting with the turbulence of emotions within them.

Anika, still processing the idea of the camp, finally broke the silence.

-I don't know, Mom. It feels like they're trying to pull me away from what really matters to me. These stories are not just nonsense; I feel they have meaning, purpose.

Alessia stopped for a moment, gently placing her hands on Anika's shoulders.

-I understand, dear. I just want the best for you. Dr. Mendes believes this experience could enrich your life, not distance you from the things you value. And if it helps you find a balance, it could be something positive.

They walked towards the car, each step marking the beginning of an unknown journey. The journey back home unfolded in silence, but a different silence, filled with reflections and doubts.

Upon reaching home, the atmosphere was filled with a silent tension. Alessia decided to give Anika space to process her thoughts but also wanted to ensure she knew she was there to support her.

-Anika, I know this might seem scary, but we can talk more about the camp. If you have questions or concerns, I'm here to listen. Together, we can face this and understand what's best for you.

Anika nodded with a hint of denial, heading straight up the stairs to her room. Alessia felt the weight of tension as she watched Anika climb the stairs towards her room. She knew she needed to be honest with her partner, Rosa, about the delicate situation they were facing.

Determined to share her concerns, Alessia looked for Rosa in the living room. She found her sitting on the couch, flipping through a book, but her serious expression indicated that something was bothering her.

With a sigh, Alessia approached, sitting next to Rosa. She took her partner's hand, seeking comfort before beginning to speak.

-Rosa, we need to talk about Anika. The situation at Dr. Mendes' office was more complex than I expected.

Rosa lifted her gaze from the book, her eyes meeting Alessia's. -What happened?

Alessia took a deep breath, carefully choosing her words. -The doctor suggested putting Anika in a camp, a sort of experience for her to experience the real world. He believes it could be an opportunity for growth, but Anika is reluctant to the idea. She feels like they're trying to pull her away from what really matters.

Rosa gently squeezed Alessia's hand, showing support. -That's complicated. She really believes in these stories, doesn't she?

Alessia nodded. -Yes, and I don't want to take that away from her, but I also don't want her to get lost in a world that might not be healthy for her development. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing.

Rosa smiled gently. -Alessia, we're a team, remember? We both love Anika, and we want the best for her. Let's face this together, supporting her as needed. And as for the camp idea, maybe it's an opportunity for her to grow in a way we can't provide alone.

Alessia felt a sense of relief sharing her concerns with Rosa. Together, they would confront the challenges that arose, committed to providing the necessary support for Anika's healthy growth, keeping love and understanding at the forefront of it all.