Chapter One

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Goodbye to you, my trusted friend
But we've known each other since we were nine or 10
Together, we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Westlife_ seasons in the sun.

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CHAPTER ONE(not edited)

Sitting here inside the doctor's office, I wish she will come and tell me its alright,I wish
she will hold my hand, squeeze it and give me a reassuring smile. I wish she will come
running towards me just to whisper some irrelevant things, I wish she will call and tell me she's coming over for our movie night, I wish she will appear to tell me all of this is a joke and laugh like the world belongs to her.

Yeah, I can only wish, I can't hope. Even though wish can be explained by hope, at this
phase of my life, my wish can only be explained by desire because I am hopeless. There's hope in our dreams alone and our dreams fades to nothing when we are awake.

"Ouch" I winced as I felt a sharp pain on my shin. I looked up to find Mama's narrowed
gaze at me.
"Emerald, the doctor just asked you a question" Mama said still looking at me.
"I am sorry doctor, what is it that you asked again?"
She smiled at me before repeating her question, "have you had a meeting scheduled with a therapist before?"
"My parents have always scheduled meeting with them but I still do not see the need" I
Answered .
"Why?" She asked again
"Did you just ask me that? Can't you see it yourself? I am totally fine, I do not need any
Counseling . My parents think I am depressed and probably suicidal" I screamed.
"I understand you"

"No, you don't"

“believe me, I do”

"Then, tell them I am not depressed"
She inhaled deeply and held my gaze for a moment and then sighs.
"I've been there Em, its not easy but you just have to try. If there's anything I am so sure
of,it is that you're not depressed" Doctor Ebere said with voice full of emotion. I don't know what she have been through and I don't care to know,everyone has their stories to tell.
Secondly, I don't need a random doctor to show me pity and act like they've known me all their life, in fact, I'm done here.

I stood up abruptly, reached out for the door,but turned back to look at my mother, she
has been quiet all this while.
"I'm leaving Mama" I said to her before stepping out and slamming the door behind me.

It took her about
3 more minutes to exit the door, she was apologizing on my behalf, she always did.
Well,this is already our Saturday routine,leaving the house to meet a counselor, the
counselor getting me all pissed off or the other way round,depending on their patience level,me leaving their office, Mama staying back to apologize and me getting a lecture on respect and niceness on our drive home.
I guess today is going to be a little different, Mama has been awkwardly silent. She had not said a word ever since she joined me in the car,not even sparing me a glance. Thanks to goodness, this drive home is going to be peaceful. I fastened my seatbelt as Mama turned the engine on, the tire hit the road and I watched as everything turned into a blurry scene .

I was already drifting to my own world when I heard her say "Dr Ebere said she is sorry for annoying you with those questions, she also wants to pay us a friendly visit if that's okay by you, she wants to apologize in person ".
I blinked once,twice,thrice,I don't know. I was taken aback. I almost asked why but Mama beat me to it "I was surprised too, I've been trying to remember what it is that she
said to you that requires apologies. I wouldn't have conveyed this message but on a second thought, I decided otherwise " she paused for a moment "you know,since the 40years of my life ,I've never met someone so humble" she sighed. I looked at her creased forehead as her eyes lingered on the road. That was a mirror image of my face at that time because I was surprised too.

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