I can still hear people talking outside. My mother keeps on apologising and saying that I'm never leaving her sight again. Thing is, I never left her sight anyways, so her apology means absolutely nothing to me. One thing about my mother is that she's incredibly overprotective.
I'll let you in on a little secret - I'm not actually sick. I mean, I'm in a coma, but that's only because the medicine that my parents have been giving me caused me to pass out after an overdose! My mother is convinced that I'm terminally ill because I caught a cold after sneaking out a few months ago. She completely blew it out of proportion, and now I'm unable to communicate with the outside world! Thanks for nothing Mum!
Anyways, my head's feeling a lot clearer for now, but I'm probably going to regress again soon. It helps me a little bit but most of the time it just makes it easier for my parents to manipulate me. Whenever I think things are getting better I just get thrown right back to square one.
All I want is for things to go back to the way they were. I want to be able to go out with my friends and watch films at the cinema. At this point I'd love to just go back to school. At least that'd be normal!
No. Instead I have to deal with being stuck in hospital, unable to move or communicate. Even when I finally wake up, I'm just going to be sent right back home with my nutjob parents and babied till the day either I die or they die.
Who knew that my relationship with my parents would be this fucking insane?
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Trapped In My Head
General FictionA 12 year old is in hospital after falling into a coma. They're aware of everything around them and are trying to make sense of it all while attempting to clear their head. Months of abuse from their parents makes this all very difficult but can the...
