MIRA
Yet another day at the hospital. Wonderful. What an awesome way to spend my Saturday. Really, I enjoy being here.
I get it. I'm a skinny little bitch and refuse to take my pills, but all those will do will make me gain weight. Of course I refuse take them, they are going to make me fat and then I will lose all my friends.
Just kidding I don't have friends.
Besides W.. but he doesn't really count. Yes he does just kidding.
He told me he can't talk today, he has to work. I understand but that means a whole day of being by myself. It's scary sometimes. I get too deep into my head and it's scary in there. It seems like the only time I'm really sane is when I'm talking to W.
Is that weird?
No, he cares and that's what matters.
Yes, it's weird! You met him on the internet and told him your life story!
Noooo, cause we never really met in person and he doesn't know what I look like and I only told him a small part of my life.
"Mira." My mother cuts my self argument short when she enters with a doctor. "Therapy starts soon." I nod but don't look at her. I don't know when I started disliking my mother, but it seems that everything she does annoys me.
I just don't want to listen to her.
My phone buzzes in my pocket and I rush to answer.
W: Hey, what's up?
Me: At the hospital again /:
W: What? Why? Are you okay?
Me: fine. My mom is just worried because she thinks my pills aren't working.
W: are they??
Me: I don't take them. I flush them down the toilet.
W: Well, maybe the fish will be happy abut that.
Me: Toilet water goes to the sewer you dipshit
W: ...
W: this just got awkward.
Me: Very.
W: ...
Me: ...
W: ...
Me: ...
W: ... so
Me: so
W: Awks.
Me: XD lshmsfoaidmt
W: Wth?
Me: Translation: Laughing so hard my sombrero falls off and I drop my taco.
W: that makes so much sense
Me: Ikr
Me: I made it up
Me: like for realizes
"Mira! Come on we are leaving." My mom rushes back into my hospital room and I sit up on the bed so quickly it makes me light headed.
Me: Sorry, W. Have to go now.
And without another word, my mom drags me out of that hospital.
"What is it this time?" I ask and lean back in my seat.
"They won't give you a new prescription." She nearly cries. "I don't know why thy aren't working."
Maybe it's because I don't take them.
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