Rumors were flying everywhere about the boy who was found dead in just a towel wrapped around his waist that was found on the floor of his room. The school reported him missing when he was absent for two days, he was found on the second day in the same position that I left him in.
As I expected, to the prying students, I was the prime suspect. While to me, I was the murderer. No need romanticizing it. My sister and her closest friend died within a week so what did I expect?
I kept on my usual expressionless face throughout the week in school. Some people gave me sorry looks while I heard some say I could be the next. Sorry folks! I ain't going nowhere.
My parents gave me the stink eye when they heard of the ginger head that I now knew his name was Kevin's death. "What have you done this time?" They asked in horror. I just gave them my best confused face and went up to my room.
I laughed at my ceiling when I remembered seeing the detective's scrunched up face. Good luck trying to figure it out, dude.
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"What did you say your name is, sweetheart?" The therapist who was being overly nice asked for the fourth time. I rolled my eyes before I answered her.
No one was nice!
"Alice, but call me Lucy." I said again.
"What I'm doing now is testing your patience, honey. I would keep asking until you stop snapping and rolling your eyes at the very nice woman in front of you." She said and I glared at her, wishing I could send the white telephone running into her head. That would only cause me more trouble. I would get sent off to live with my mean grandparents in South Dakota.
"So I ask again, what is your name, sweetheart?" She said and her stretched thin lips made her look ugly. I compared her to the wicked stepmother in the Cinderella fairytale.
"Alice, but call me Lucy." I said as nicely as I could. I knew she was trying to get my real name out of me but I'd show her what stuff I was made of.
The table bell dinged, signalling the end of our session. We only discussed my name during the forty five minute session.
I was diagnosed with ADHD, bipolar disorder, autism and multiple personality disorder. I almost laughed seeing my parents face when they were reading the white sheet of paper.
There was nothing wrong with me!
"I will see you on Thursday, bye honey." She flashed me her teeth.
I slammed the door to her office as I walked out, ready to face the new world. The new me.
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Hi! Thanks for reading this book until the end. There is going to be a note in the next chapter. Do well to check it out.
Lots of love,
Vivian:-*
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