The next few week Charlotte was constantly sick, she didn't know what to do, normally she would tell linny. But she couldn't.in her state of depression she decided to call her mum, who has been trying to reach her everyday after her nans death.
"Charlotte darling! Oh my thank goodness your okay!" Her mum exclaimed down the phone
"Uh. Yeah. No I'm not okay actually that's why I called you" Charlotte spoke with a raspy voice. She hadn't spoken for weeks until now
"Oh my, baby what's wrong tell me" her mother concerned calmly said down the phone
"I'm gaining weight, throwing up like every day, and I'm craving food like I haven't eaten in months, please can you come and get me and get me help. Please" Charlotte pleaded for her mums helpThey spoke for the next 5 minutes on the phone as her mum was driving down to get her.
There was a sudden knock on the door causing Charlotte to jump, she got up from the soda her matted hair ripping apart from the sweat, as she opened the door. Thick black bags hung under charlottes eyes, her hair looking like a birds nest. Even her own mother didn't recognise her. "Oh my.. Charlotte darling let's go to the doctors" her mother whimpered holding Back her tearsWhen they arrived ad the hospital all Charlotte could think about was her grandmother, and mostly food. The hospital called in a medical professional in the works of therapy and the therapist, who was also name Charlotte give her brilliant advice of grief as she explain the story of how she left tenant. The therapist started to cry relating to the story as well. Charlotte burst into tears. If she saw the therapist cry This must be her fault with a therapist crying she must of done wrong.
Charlotte ran out of the hospital and ran in to the car parked on the left side of the lot.With her head in her shaking hands she let out a sigh.Her mum followed in behind her hugged her tightly and they left.
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Human again
Short StoryCharlottes favourite person (her grandmother ) tragically passed away leaving poor Charlotte to grow depression. Years pass and Charlotte has a daughter named after her grandmother but her daughter seems to know very specific stuff at a young age. I...