I wake up in absolute panic! Where am I? What am I doing here? Then I remember where I am and why I'm here. Hot tears roll down my cheeks. All I see in my head are pictures of me and my mother.
Where is dr. Blunt? She's supposed to come see me every morning first thing. Not that I want to see her. I couldn't care less. I don't know why she feels so attached to me. Just because my mother died and I'm mute doesn't mean I can't do anything for myself! I'm perfectly capable of doing everything normal people do.
I lay down again in the warm bed. I wanna stay here all day but I have to go shower and then I have a session with Dr. Blunt. As soon as I close my eyes a nurse yells at me to get up. I guess it's time to go shower. I just hope Kayla isn't there. After what happened I really don't want to see her.
I get out of bed and get my towel that was draped across my desk. I walk out of my room and towards he bathrooms. I quickly get a shower stall and take a long, hot and relaxing shower. As I get out I hear Kayla's voice! Oh my god! What now?!!!!!!! I quickly get back in the shower and listen to what she's saying.
"That new girl is kind of hot! I just wish Dr. Blunt didn't interfere so much! She's like a dog that wants attention, always sticking her nose where it doesn't belong", Kayla's probably talking to one of her little lap dogs. I hear their voices fading away. I quickly get out, dry off and get dressed for my session with Dr. Blunt.
"Hello Rose! How are you this morning", she asks. I just look at her with a tired face. "Still tired", she asks. I just nod and sit down. As I look around again I see a picture of her and another girl...kissing and holding hands...is she? No, wait, she can't be. If she is all of that "gay is okay" things she said would make a lot more sense. We continue our session like we did the day before. She tries to get me to talk. I don't, of course but at the end of the session I take the notebook and write down:"are you gay?" She looks at the notebook and doesn't respond. "Have a nice day, Rose", she says as the bell rings.
I walk to my art class. It's the only thing I like to do. I take a pencil and start drawing. I still don't know what it is but I just keep drawing.
The bell goes off again and snaps me out of my day dream. I really feel like ice cream right now. Maybe, just maybe Dr. Blunt has some. I guess I'll have to ask.
I walk to her office and gaze around the hall. The walls are empty and painted white. Why couldn't they just make them blue or red? To make it feel more like a home, instead of a mental institution. I reach her office. I knock lightly and hear her saying I could come in. I walk in and wave to say "hi". "Hi here Rose! Is something wrong sweetie? Is it Kayla again? What did she do", she almost screams the last part. I quickly grab the notebook and write down:"Oh no, no, no, Kayla didn't do anything. I wanted to ask you something", I write down as quickly as possible. I hand her the note pad, she looks at it for a while. "Shoot," she says. I grab the notebook and write down:"Do you know where I could get ice cream?"
She looks at the notebook. "As a matter of fact I do", she says with a smile, "Come with me". She opened the door for me to go out first, she leads me to the kitchen where she opens the freezer door. There right in front of me is he most beautiful sight. Dr. Emily Blunt. Oh wait did I just...oh damn! I mean Ice cream!!!!!!!
