Chapter 3

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"Hello?" I wake up seeing a young feminine peering into my room. I stretch and sit up in my bed, "can I help you?" I ask. I search my memory for her face but can't come up with anything. "Oh, umm, hi! I'm the hospital counselor and your doctor wanted me to come in and talk to you about these people." "Bullies, they're bullies" I say. "Oh, right bullies." "Look you really don't need to do this, I'm fine." I think to myself if I need really need the therapy but then I think about how much it helped my dad which is none, 0%. "Are you sure?" she asked. Yes, I'm sure I definitely don't want to end up like my dad. "I'm sure" I say politely as possible. I don't why I have something against counselors I just do. "OK well bye!" She says happily. I don't say bye, to tired and now cranky, I just rub my eyes and page the nurse to turn my light out. I fall asleep before she even comes.


HELLO! I'm SORRY THE CHAPTERS ARE GETTING SHORT BUT I HOPE TO COME UP WITH MORE MATERIAL LATER ON IN THE BOOK. DONT FORGET TO SHARE AND VOTE!!!! • thecritter

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