The Girl that Could not Escape - UNEDITED

Chapter Fifteen

When I returned to the hospital, Dr Gilbert wanted me to be examined for mental health reasons. I remember everything. I had tears rolling down my face. I did not give consent. A psychiatrist had come to see me earlier in the day, and it was clear that they thought I was manic. Therefore, they decided to examine me. They thought I was in danger because I ran into the middle of the road to try and kill myself. I am struggling to come to terms with the trauma of the accident. During the examination, I felt numb and stuck to my stomach.

When I was sectioned in a mental health unit, there were activities most days, including art and writing. Although my thoughts were confused. Every day I wrote down my thoughts and feelings, so I started writing this book you're reading now. I felt like I could express myself, but I was still in a nightmare I would never wake up from.

Dr Gilbert admitted to putting me on this ward, but how can I now prove that I am all right and not mentally stable? However, that's what they are all saying. However, it's Sofia's funeral next week, and I wonder if they will let me go. I was in the unit; I started to write this book, and. I began to think of the storyline and what I wanted to call it.

When I was sectioned in a mental health unit, there were activities most days, including art and writing. Although my thoughts were confused. Every day I wrote down my thoughts and feelings, so I started authoring this book you are reading now. I felt like I could express myself, but I was still in a nightmare I would never wake up from. Dr Gilbert admitted to putting me on this ward, but how can I now prove that I am all right and not mentally stable? However, that's what they are all saying. However, it is Sofia's funeral next week. I wonder if they will let me go to that. While I was in the unit, I started to write this book. I began to think of the storyline and what I wanted to call it.

The book is called the girl that couldn't escape.

The blurb will be: My name is Misha Parkes; my whole life forever changed one Halloween night. How?

It all started with a horrible accident; I'm the only survivor. My best friend, Sofia, died that night. Everyone thinks it is my fault. They all blame me. It does not make sense. How could I cause my accident? Now I must prove my innocence. But where do I start? I got my computer out because the doctors said I could have it because I like writing. Therefore, I opened a new document up. If you are seeing this, the book has been published. I breathed in and out as I started writing the book. I want to let people know what happened to me in this haunted hospital.

I was thinking back to the night of the accident while writing.

As I went to look for Sofia, I found my friend Hollie on the floor. It was not Sofia I saw. I lied to the police. I could not handle that I had just found my dad, who died in my arms and then my best friend. Sofia killed Hollie. Writing about my thoughts and experiences helps me to process what happened that night. I try to think of every detail of what I saw. It feels like I am writing an official statement. I cannot believe I didn't realise it was Hollie; I left her to die. Sofia was in the car. I feel guilty in my stomach. I left Hollie, my best friend. I will never see her again.

I pause. I put my head down, listening to the sirens ringing in my ears again like I was back there. I remember finding Hollie lying there stone-cold, and I can see her now crying for help. The sound was piercing. I shook my head so my visions would stop. I have got to let Detective Fiona knows about what I am remembering.

I get my phone and quickly. I at once regret everything. I thought of going ahead with this case because I would go down for murder. I moved the blinds in the window so the nurses could not see in the room in which I was staying. I heard sirens coming from outsides the ambulances and police cars. I closed my eyes and breathed in and got back in bed. In my mind, I was trying to take my mind off it.

I opened my eyes again, and I looked at the door. r Gilbert was coming in to check up on me. I do not know why? "Misha," I hear someone saying my name. I scan her face, but I don't recognise her. Then again, I don't trust anyone that works here. She was a young girl and seemed to work with the police.

"Can I help you?" I speak. As I sit in the bed, she sits directly next to me, and I do not know what she will say.

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"How are you feeling? I am a funeral director. Nice to meet you "she puts her hand out to shake my hand.

"What is your name? Why are you here?" I speak.

"Sorry to bother you; I am Mollie from the funeral directors." She smiles at me. "Why are you here?" I asked again. "I wanted to let you know that the funeral of Sofia McKeegan will be next week, and you are invited" "You do know that Sofia isn't dead?" I say I am not lying to her. There is a funeral. It takes me a while to process it. "That is all that I could tell you, but someone has died "she glances at me.

I say nothing. I stand up to run from this girl. "I knew you would return to this hospital," she says. "Eventually, you will be like Sofia, DEAD." I shake my head. "You don't know anything about me" I was about to walk away from her, but she dragged me back, and she had a needle in her hand. "I know exactly what you have done; I am still alive best friend. "

"Don't worry; I haven't left your side."

I laughed nervously. ''How are you feeling?'' Do you remember anything yet? She said, pacing up and down the ward. ''I have just woken up, thank you,'' I smile at her. ''Guess what? The doctors said that you could go for a walk around the hospital and do not worry; I'll take care of you.'' ''What?'' I looked at her, shocked. ''I have spoken to the doctor. Remember, I am a nurse,'' she laughs. ''I need to speak to Dr Gilbert myself before any of that,'' I said. '' No, do not worry, Misha, I'll be looking after you because of your condition and the trauma,'' she laughed in my face.