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Ch. 29
Noah called me this morning. He got ungrounded. He said he's coming today. Great...I thought.

"Come on Shailey. Therapy time." Said Monica.

"Coming." I said.
I haven't seen Noah in forever. I will be so happy when I see him today.
Today, it was 86° outside. I only knew that because I watch tv. I haven't been outside in weeks. I had on red sweatpants, and a white t-shirt with my red converse high tops. My hair was in a side braid, and I was wearing my nerd glasses. (Yes, I wear glasses, and I was wearing short sleeves!!!) My cuts healed, and you could only see the scars, so you could only see the words thats I drew over the scars with sharpie.

"Good morning!" Said Mr. West.

"Uh, hi." I said waving and then putting my hands in my pockets.

"I see you're wearing short sleeves." He said looking at my arms. "I've never seen your arms before."

"Well, since I've been in the hospital, I can't cut. So, my cuts have healed and I drew on them with sharpie." I said.

"Why'd you draw on them with sharpie?" He asked.

"I drew on them so people wouldn't see my cuts. They could only see the sharpie." I said.

"Okay. Clever." He said. "Last week we talked about your third suicide attempt. Let's talk about how you felt before your attempt."

I thought back to the time. I closed my eyes and went back to the dark place. After a few minutes of thinking I finally said how I felt.
"I felt, I felt like I shouldn't even try anymore. I felt like no one cared that I cut, or because of what they said, I hated myself and started to see myself how they saw me. And I felt that the cuberbullying was worse than the bullying at school because at school I heard everyone else's voice calling me names, but at home, over the Internet with some anonymous comments I heard my own voice calling myself all those names. And then all those things got stuck in my head and never left. Every is so mean to me, and I don't even know why. Celia was my best friend. I trusted her. And she has turned everyone against me. Well, everyone except Noah. He's always been there for me. I love him so much!" I said. "Uh, sorry. I got a little carried away."

"That's okay." He said writing down everything I said. "So, why do you like Noah?"

"Well, he's always there for me and he loved me even though I cut and was suicidal." I said smirking.

"He must be pretty great. How do you feel when you're around him?" He asked looking up from his notepad labeled 'Shailey'.

"I feel like we're the only to people in the world. He loves me so much and I feel like I'm the only person for him. And he's the only person for me. We're perfect for each other."

He wrote down what I said and hummed.

"Okay. We're done for today." He said.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's about 1:30." He said checking his watch.

"Oh my god! I have to go. Noah's going to be here soon." I said running out the door. He's been early these last few days, so I have to be there early. I ran to my room, way faster than Monica, and set up for Noah.
"Monica, can you bring in the tv with the video games? Please?" I asked.

"Okay. Sure Shailey." She said going to get the tv.
Noah arrived a couple minutes after the tv arrived.

"Hey!" I said running to him and hopping into his arms.
"Hey." He said kissing me on the cheek and setting me back onto the ground. "What's this?" He wrapped his fingers around mine.

"What's what?" I asked.
He unwrapped his fingers and touched my wrists. "Oh, you mean the writing on my wrists."

"Yeah, what is it?" He asked again more curiously than before.

"My cuts have healed, now you can see my scars." I started.

"Yes, and..." he said before I could finish.

"Hold your horses, I wasn't done," I said laughing "so, I drew on them with sharpie, so people wouldn't notice, and I just got bored."

"But sharpie just makes it more noticeable." he said taking my hand again and walking to my room.

"I thought people would just think it's writing.." I said with a weird look on my face.

"People who don't know you might think that. But you're in a mental hospital and people here might know you're trying to cover something, but whatever. I think it looks cool." he said kindly.

"Thanks." I said walking into my room.

"Woah!" Exclaimed Noah "What is all of this??"

"Welcome to VIDEO-GAME CENTRAL!!" I yelled a little too loud.

"You set this up for me?" Noah said feeling special.

"Yeah." I said turning to him and kissing him.

"Thank you." He said. "Thank you. NOW LETS PLAY!!!!!!" He yelled.

After about four hours of playing all the video games you can think of, Noah and I just laid down together on my bed. We talked about everything and anything.

'ι ¢συℓ∂ ℓιѕтєи тσ уσυя
νσι¢є fσя нσυяѕ' I thought to myself, as I smiled at him.