•Grace's P.O.V•
So, todays the day i'm going to the institution. the institution... I don't know why they call it an" institution" we all know its a mental home.. But I still dont understand why I have to go, I thought the hospital could deal with my problems, whatever my problems are. I've actually liked it here in this hospital, and I love my doctor he's well nice. In fact I'm gonna go and say goodbye because I'm going to the mental home soon.
"Hey doctor Smith, I'm going soon and I just wanted to say bye."
"Oh Grace, I never saw you there. Come in, sit down. Before you go I want to talk to you about something."
"Sure doc, what's up?"
"Well I know your probably guessing why your going to the institution right? Well for some reason you black out and your heart starts to race and you blood pressure rises and you sweat a lot, you go into a fit of shock. Now I'm not saying it's something extraordinary but this case is rare. When you blacked out when you came here we examined you before you woke up and there were no physical reason to be causing the problem so our next thought was a psychological reason therefore we are sending you to the institution or the "mental home" as you prefer us to call it. I know this a lot to take in.. But if you ever need to talk, I'm always here."
"Urm thanks doc, do you know where aunt Jenny is? I wanna go now. "
"I think she's with your uncle. And if this is the last time we see each other then I guess this is goodbye, until next time my child"
"Bye doctor Smith and thank you for all you've done"I left his office with tears in my eyes, I haven't known him long but he's done so much for me, he's basically saved my life.
"Aunt Jenny, I'm ready to go now."
"Grace, don't you want to visit your uncle?"
"No, it'll make it harder for me to go. Please can we just go..."
"Okay let's go.."
We get in the car and there's an awkward silence, I hate awkward silences so I ask a question.
"Does m-m-m Urm does my mum about this? About the mental home?"
She heard me loud and clear but she didn't answer.
"Well does she?!"
"Don't you raise your voice at me and yes, she does know.."
"Well will she visit me?"
"Well that's for her to decide isn't it?"
I stopped talking because I hate it when she talks to me like that.. I fell asleep, it felt like it took hours but it took and hour max.
"Grace, Grace wake up. We're here"
I woke up and started stretching and yawning. I got my luggage and stood In front of the building. I took a deep breath. And took my first steps...

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