Sunday. February 22, 2015
9:56am
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well hello journel. Its me. I still believe this is pretty stupid but "apparently" it helps me release my "inner feelings" at least thats what my therapist says. I highly doubt a stupid journel will help me out of this depression but hey you never know. Life likes to throw a lot of suprises at me. Maybe for once I can have a good suprise thrown at me. Well anyways I have group counseling aka hell right now so I will write in you later stupid journel.
love(not really more like hate), Jane
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"Welcome back everyone! How was all of your guys week?!"
This man speaking right now is Barry. Hes just some fat, bald guy who also happens to be the most perkiest person, if thats even a word, i've ever met. I guess the people who hired him thought that his perkyness would help all of us in here become "less depress" but in reality it just makes us all want to stab him in the neck.
"Why aren't I getting any answers !?!?!? Come on guys tell me!"
It was a fucking terrible as always.
"Jane tell me how your week has been."
He says pointing directly at me with his chubby finger.
"It was going good until I realized I had to come to counseling once again."
I say truthfully.
"Trust me Jane. You got to look at the positive side of things! Just think of all the friends you have here in counseling."
Actually, I have no friends here in counseling. No one talks to each other unless we are forced to by Sir eats-a-lot. I dont mind though. Im used to not having friends. The only friend I have is Music. Music is here for me no matter what.
"yeah sure whatever."
"ANYWAYS! Let us start this session with the usual introductions. Any volunteers to go first? ....... No? okay Jess!"
Basically all you have to do in an introduction is state your name, age, and why you were asked, more like forced, to be in this program.
"He-he-hello. Im J-J-J-Jess. Im si-si-sixteen years o-old a-a-and I w-was asked t-to be in this program b-b-because my depression a-a-after i ha-ad been kidnapped ha-had cause me to-too stu-u-stutter more and my d-d-doctor told me that wasn't g-good. so ye-yeah."
Theres more to her besides her st-stutter. She was actually a really calm, cool, and collected person. She was the student body president believe it or not. Until one day she went out to a party with friends and never returned home till 7 months later. Everyone thought she was dead by then but it turned out she had been kidnapped by her ex boyfriend for those 7 months and escaped by crawling through a vent and just running for her life. At least that's what the rumors say. No one really knows the truth on why she disappeared for 7 months but whatever happened in those months she became depressed and ended up here i guess.
"hello to you too Jess"
we all say in unision.
"Nick youre up next."
If you were to look at Nick, you wouldnt think anything was bothering him. In fact, you would think he's perfectly normal. Thats just not the case.
"Hi im Nick. Im eighteen and i was invited here because I'm Fucking Psychotic. At least thats what you all tell me."
"hello to you too Nick"
After a while of introductions, its finally my turn.
"Hi. I have a name, not like any of you guys really care what my name is .."
"We care. Now please continue stating your name."
Barry "informs" me.
"Well anyways My name is Jane Pierce. I am sixteen years old and I was asked, actually more like forced, to join this group counseling session because I have the worst luck in the world and its supposedly going to help me figure out my life and help me get out of my depression but I doubt this is going to help me out depression so technically im here for no reason.
"Hello to you too Jane"
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Once class is over, I wait for my dad in the school parking lot where group counseling is held. I decide to write in my journal once more since there is nothing better to do.
Same day. February 22, 2015
10:12 am
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I currently have left hell aka counseling right now and there's nothing to do besides to write in here so that is why I have decided to write In here but I have nothing else to say besides I HATE COUNSELING I HATE IT I HATE IT HATE IT !! Why must I be forced into this when I do not want to be. I just want to leave this place but my sperm donor is taking two years to come ! (Pun not intended) ugh well someone's coming that's not my sperm donor so bye
- Jane
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"Who dares disturb me ?"
I ask knowing there is someone creeping up behind me.
"You left your jacket in the room."
Nick says to me. The psychotic creep.
"I didn't bring a jacket dumb butt especially not that ugly ass one."
It was a blue leather jacket with a tiger picture on the back. It wasn't entirely ugly. It just wasn't all black making it ugly to me.
"You don't have to be so rude you know. I thought it was yours and I wanted to return it to you and also I wanted to know if you were interested in coming to a hang out today with me and my buds"
He says while taking out his lighter to light his cigeratte
"Now tell me Nick, Why would you think I would want to go to a hang out with you and your freak friends."
I ask him truthfully.
"Because you have nothing better to do than go to hang out with a bunch of freaks."
He says.
"I will consider your offer but as of now my answer is definitely not. Now if you excuse me I must walk home goodbye."
I say to him before grabbing my stuff and walking away from hell knowing that my sperm donor had forgotten to pick me up once again.
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(A/N) hey so this is my new book. It's a harry styles fanfic :) it may not look like one yet but trust me it is one. So yeah I hope you enjoy this book :)))) like/comment bc the more I get the faster I update ;) And if you happen to be reading my other book Heartbreaker (s.m) I would like to tell you that It will be in editing so some chapters might be deleted or edited and It will not be updated again until the end of June :/ but yeah that's pretty much it and also if you are looking for more fanfics to read I recommend Blinded by Fakerichkidniall & pretty boy (n.h) by bands_addict 💖💖
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