Lying with Dandelions

Chapter I

Journal Entry Number 38

When mom left...I was broken. When dad disappeared.... I was mortified...
How does one go about living life when everything they have ever known is taken from them.  I blamed God. I blamed myself. ...

I put the pen down. I couldn't write anymore. I looked out my bullet proof glass window and sighed.
Today is the day I go home. If only i had one.
The doctor contacted someone in my family. Who? I have no clue. As far as I knew,  my family was dead. I've been in this psychatric hospital for over three months.
After my "psychotic episode" at school... where I apparently beat the living daylights out of a student.  Whom I still can't remember their name,face or even why.
All the sudden I hear a knock... it's just the therapist,  Lacey.
She wisps her way in delicately to my side.
"Ms. Lane! Are you ready for today!?" She shreaks softly... I just stare... Lacey smiles softly... Then proceeds to speak a with a l gentle tone.
"Okay, my dear.. you have been here over ninety days. I know it's scary but are you ready?"
"I mean... I guess. It's just...I have no family to go home to."
"On the contrary sweetie."
Then I hear one last knock.
It's an unfamiliar voice.. but the face looks like mine. A lot like mine.
"Sara Bear?" The girl with my face, crying out with tears.
And then it clicked... My big sister..She left when I was eight.
"Beth?"
"Oh sweetie....I should have never left you!"
Beth runs up to hug me..I can't hug back..I don't know why. Something in my brain won't allow me to.
Then, I collapsed.