24 days before the SUICIDE
Today I went to the loony bin. Still nothing from my 'father'. Isn't my life just great?
I rode in the back of my shrink Stacey's Car. We drove to the mental hospital In silence. I haven't talked to her (or anyone for that matter) since she said she was sending my to the loony bin.
Once we got there, I huffed and got out of the car and looked at the place. It was a tall white brick building. It had bars on every window. Awesome. We walked towards the doors and when we get in, she checked me in.
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I got a tour from the woman at the front desk. This place had everything but a petting zoo. She took me to my room I was to be in and introduced me to my roommate. Her name was Bonnie.
Once she left me alone to get dressed, Bonnie came up to me and smelled me.
"What the fuck?" I said backing away.
"We share a room now. Me, you, and Ben. As in Ben Uley." She said pointing to a stuffed dog on her bed. "Evah heard of him?" She said.
"Uh.." Was all I could say. I sped walked out of the room and into the cafeteria for lunch. Not that I was going to eat much.
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I stood in line for my food. A girl behind me with brown hair, blue eyes, and great teeth smiled at me and opened her mouth to talk. She quickly closed it and looked down.
"Hi" I said with a slight smile. "I'm Ayla" I put out my hand and she sailed at it like it was something she's never seen. After a few seconds I put it down and got my food without another word.
I sat down alone. As always. Why was I sent to this fucking place? There's nothing wrong with me! And they wonder why I wish I was dead.
I looked down at my food. I ate my pancakes, bacon, and sausage. It bout thinking, I shoved the food in my mouth like a pig. I ate it all. I remember feeling disgusted. I ran to the bathroom and entered a stall. I bent over, held my hair back and put three fingers down my throat. You WILL be pretty.
I got up, wiped my mouth, and walked out of the stall. A girl was standing there. Oh shit. Shit. Shit! She starred in shock. I ran out before she could say anything. I dumped my trey, and headed to group therapy.
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So I hope you guys like it, I tried my best. It is unedited so excuse the spelling and grammar mistakes. Bye then.
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"I'm Fine"
RandomIn 30 days, Ayla Wescott kills herself. ----- Surviving her suicide attempt was not her intention. Neither was ending up in a mental hospital. And the depression got worse. The thoughts came back. And she was done.
