I awaken in a white padded room. Im wearing a strapped jacket.
I look around and see only white around me. Im scared. I've heard of this place but never dreamed this is where I'll end up. I'm not crazy, just hurt. Mentally hurt, whereas all I need is some peace of mind and not having people tell me what to do. With the realization of where I am at, my anxiety starts building up. I start getting paranoid and fling myself from one side to the other trying to find a way out. There is none, like a caged animal i sit then wait for something to happen. There's no clock so I can't tell what time it is or what day of the week. I'm terrified at this point, I don't belong here or do I? Aren't I the one being suicidal? Am I the one actually hurting myself because I let feelings get to me? I stop thinking and lay down. The ceiling was a nice texture of pure white. I took a deep breath and relaxed. Am I home? I muttered.
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Lonely Kid
RandomWith his last dying breath, and the light guiding him to the afterlife Clyde has a flash back recalling his life all in the few seconds he has left. Suicide, depression, bipolar disorder, physically abused, painful love and lies are contained within...
