See you at dinner Scar.

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I stared at the wall for hours without moving. I had absolutely no motivation to pack my bags for the mental hospital I was being sent to, (without my consent might I add). I was sitting upright in the desk chair in my room looking straight ahead at the wall that was painted green because it was supposed to calm me down. No. No it's not working. I've counted to ten 5 times. Still feeling rage. I did my breathing exercises. Nope still there. I tried to think happy thoughts. Now I'm actually more furious.

I can hear my dad rushing up the stairs to check on me. Should I even bother to pretend like I'm doing what he asked? Nah. He peeks his bald head around the door while knocking on it. He opens the door only to find all of my clothes sprawled out on the floor and my suitcase empty except for a tooth brush and a headband.

He sighs
"God. Scarlett can you please just pack your stuff and cooperate with us just this once please?"
I turn my head and find his upset eyes
"Well I want a million dollars and a father who would listen to me but I guess we both aren't getting what we want huh?"
"I am not the bad guy here. I am trying to do something for you thats going to help you get over what ever it is that's been keeping you in this god forsaking room all day"
"Dad I'm not going"
He shakes his head in disappointment and then he whispers to himself
" I really wish Abigail was here to deal with you"
"DON'T SAY HER NAME!!"
His head snapped up and he looked scared and ashamed as I came closer to him. But he stood his ground.
"we leave in an hour pack your shit up because you need help and you aren't getting any here"

He closed the door and headed back down the stairs. I didn't mean to yell at him like that but in my defense he knows how I get when we talk about my mom. After all I was the one who watched her die. He didn't, he wasn't even aware until a day later that she had passed. No one was as sad about it as I was. Its one thing to find out someone you care about is dead but to have their blood on your hands, to know that one second they we're alive with you and then the next they are gone forever is a whole other thing. You look at everything differently.

This time I was actually doing what he asked. I picked up my clothes, folded them and placed them inside the suitcase so that there will be room for other things. After I had packed all of my clothes, essentials, and nonessentials I went down stairs to the car.

"Are you ready?" Said my evil step mother Stephanie. She actually isn't evil but as a teenager who was extremely close to my mom I am programmed to hate her.
"No I'm not but no one seems to care Stephanie" I give her a sarcastic smile.
She looked at my dad as if she had said something wrong even though she didn't. She was actually very nice and pretty, she had long blonde hair that way always in a pony tail which complemented her head shape and her height she was tall and young looking. As for my dad he was a bit chubby and had very little hair on his head even though he was only 34. I guess it's from stressing about me all the time.

Oops.

Behind her I can see my little brother waddling twords us with something in his hands
"Grrrrr!!! Scar!!"
I pick him up and smile a real genuine smile at him.
"Hey matty. What 'cha got there?"
He held the yellow paper with tinfoil and toothpicks closer to my face so that I could see it better.
"Its a shield." He pointed at the tooth picks
"Its got spikeys so it hurts bad when people touch it see?"
"Oh!" I say as the shield figure become clearer in my mind.
My Dad puts the last bag into the trunk, comes over to us and takes Matty from my hands.
"Hey buddy, come on. Scar has to go okay."
"Okay"
He turns to me and waves his small chubby hands.
"See you at dinner scar!"
I wave back at him and my smile fades because I won't be seeing him for , I don't know how long. He then hands Matty to Stephanie so he can drive me to the mental hospital.

We peel out of the drive way and head down the street. And then I think to myself
This is it. My life ends right here.

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