I'm not crazy.

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A half an hour later my parents and Tyler showed up. I just told them I didn't feel good and was dehydrated. I didn't want to get into the deep stuff and tell them everything.

Chloe walked into the room when my parents left to get me food.

"Veronica I need to talk to you." I looked at her confused. I've already heard enough of her. She doesn't even believe me.

She gently held my hand. "Please don't get mad at me. But.. I told your parents what happened. They wanted me to talk to you about this cause I'm your friend."

"You what?!"

"That's not all.."

I've never seen a girl so sad, scared, confused as of what life has come to. She got teary eyed as if she might lose a friend

"Your parents talked to the doctor about what you told me. They said they want you to go home tonight and get some rest."

I looked at her waiting for the details.

"Is that all?"

"Veronica...their sending you to the mental institute down the road from here tomorrow morning. You will be seeing a counselor there."

I looked at the wall. No words could describe how I felt. Words could barely slip out of my mouth.

Chloe saw how broken I was.

"You'll only be there for 2 weeks." She said trying to make me feel better.

"No one believes me..." I said not daring to look at her. Tears fell down my bruised cheek.

"I'm not crazy Chloe! I just want people to understand!!." I got up and started kicking the table. I need to let my anger out some how.

I fell down to the floor crying which felt like forever.

I felt arms wrap around me for comfort. Chloe was hugging me reassuring me everything will be okay.

The last few words I said the rest of the day was.

"I want to go home.."

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