Sane

Chapter 1- At the Office

I can't breathe, the air is so thin. This room is too tiny, I feel like it just keeps shrinking. The dozens of waiting chairs around me only have a few people sitting in them. I know we are all thinking the same thing. We're all nervous of the inevitable. Yet we judge the people in our exact situation for doing what we ourselves are about to do. I can't sit anymore, I just feel sick. I get up and move around the room, making sure to remember to breathe and think I'm okay, this will all be okay.

I didn't want this, I can get through it though. Maybe I can give up the baby for adoption instead? Then he or she can have a life and then one day we will meet and have coffee, discuss why their teenage mother gave up her son or daughter to protect them and ride into the sunset eating ice cream. Crap now I want ice cream. Okay I've made up my mind, I'm insane. Perfect.

A lady walks through the door, smiles as if nothing bad is about to happen, and says my name.

"Keira Mason"

I look at her briefly, grab my bag that was by my chair, and walk through the door as she motions me inside still smiling. How is she this perky? I feel sick. No wait I really feel sick. I clutch at my stomach and look for a bathroom but I just see a trash can. I take one of the largest steps anyone has possibly ever taken and let it out. I look up after I'm done, miss perky ain't smiling anymore. She rushed to get me tissues and a small water in a mini cardboard cup. I sat by the trash can for a second. After I throw up I usually feel like brushing my teeth, blowing my nose, and taking a nap because believe it or not, having your body practically disown your insides takes a lot out of a person. But all I can think about is that exit sign above that door. I have a clear path to run for it since miss perky never closed the door. She's too busy dealing with my puke right now. I see her smile at me again but it's either a sympathetic or you're pathetic smile, either way I know she secretly hates me now. I smile at her while I get up and say thank you. That's when I take take my chance and without giving it a second thought I run to the door. I don't care that those people in the waiting room are looking at me. I don't care that miss perky is yelling for me, I'm not doing this.

As soon as I push the door open I run out. Actually no, running is an understatement, I'm sprinting out. I just need to get away from the clinic, get away from the people, heck I even need to get away from myself. I stop running when I get to my car which was about thirty yards away from where I began. I try to open the door but I noticed that my car just so happened to be locked. I looked down and started to gain the realization that I didn't have my bag, and my keys just so happened to be in my bag.

Shit.

___________________________ Hi, I'm Jeppy.
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