It's been 2 weeks since the incident. I'm in my own room now, isolated, alone. Guards watching my every move. Another 6 months have been added to my 'sentence'.
I can't help but think about my 8th grade English teacher, Mrs Jordan. My inspiration to be an English teacher. Would she be proud of me? Where I am now? I've given up. I can't do anything, I'm not even allowed a paper and a pen just to convey my emotions in the way I know best. I had a pain and desperation in my heart. A longing to share my talent with children. By now I would've been at least 4 months into studying. I'm so behind. The university probably won't want me back anyway. Who would want a schizophrenic freak in their school? Just to think, I was so close to achieving my dream, now there are a few more children in the world who will never find themselves. Now I'm crying, more like dying. Dead Inside. I've always read about people with mental illnesses but I never once thought about if I had one. I remember seeing things when I was younger but I always thought that it was just my imagination. Obviously not.
"Can I at least go for a walk?" I asked through the small opening in my empty room. "No. No one goes in and no one comes out. Doctor's orders" replied the guard.
All I can do now is sit, rip my already ripped jeans and think of the outside world. I closed my eyes and thought of the green grass, the blue sky and the beautiful flowers. The scenery was astounding. I could feel the calm wind on my sensitive skin. I could smell how clear and pure the air was. I opened my eyes, and I was there. Right outside my parents' house back in Texas. Running around with my little sister, rolling in the mud like pigs. I was in my happy place. I've never been more happy. I look up and there's Mrs Jordan, smiling down on me. Her favorite quote echoing in my mind: 'Follow your dream, no matter what". And then, I woke up. For a moment I thought that it was real. I was holding on to that one ray of hope that everything was okay. But it wasn't.
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Tortured Voices
Подростковая литератураA story about a young girl studying to be a teacher but also discovering for the first time that she has a mental illness. Will she be able to handle the voices in her head?
