"Honey, stop complaining, she will only keep you here for an hour!" My dad said, unconcerned. I hate going to my counselor. I'm not a person who likes to talk about there past or feelings, but ever since my dad found my scars, he's signed me up for counseling.
"I'm not complaining, I'm just commenting on the situation." He gives me a disappointing look. We arrive about five minutes later.
My counselors name was, Mrs. Salsbury. She's a very tidy, organized, woman. I've been told she loves all of of her clients, but I'm pretty sure she doesn't like me.
We get into the office, and I'm greeted with Mrs. Salsbury. Under my breath I sarcastically say "Hip-hip hurray!" I walk into her room and sit down on the couch, across from her desk. She asks, how's my day gone? You ok? All the usual stuff. Usually I answer, good so far, and what do u think.. Today she asked a different question (which caught me off guard) "Can you hear voices when No ones around?" She asked, very seriously. I looked at her very confused. She raised her voice "Spirits!" Her eye twitches a little. I start to slowly get up and walk to the door. Before I can reach the door, she jumps I front of me, and says "You didn't answer my question!" I screamed loudly "No....Now let me go!" I ran off.
"How was it, hunny bun?" My dad asked. I just sat there not able to speak... The words spirits and voices roamed my head for the rest of the night.
The next day...
I woke up to the bright sun in my eyes. Yay, another day of school. Luckily it's the last week. I used to be popular, my ex best friend was and still is the most popular girl in school. Then she decided to start doing drugs, and started drinking a lot. Honestly I feel sorry for her (and disappointed) It's kind of hard see her every day. But I have to go to school. I finish up my cereal, and head for my car
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AuthorsNote. I'm sorry I haven't been writing! I know I just made an author's not but I'm busy, but I'm actually free now and the book is not going to be as depressing as you think :3 and i know its short, but thanks for waiting and here's the first chapter!!!!-------
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The Calling
ParanormalI have a problem...... I can hear them, all of them. There Calling me. I don't know them..But they know me. My names Alison, Alison Youth. I'm 17, and yesterday I was diagnose with depression. That's when it started happening....
