As I went back to my room, I was thinking of all the possibilities with being able to be out of here, I was thinking of being Able to date again, smoke, drink, snort. All of the possibilities. Things I haven't been able to do for a long time.
I walked into my room, hung up my coat and closed the heavy wood door behind me. I sat on my bed just to think. I couldn't help but grin. I knew the first night or two I was back home I had to be a good kid. I knew I had to kiss major ass to be able to show my mom that I had "changed". Well at least I hope it will be that easy.
I thought that maybe I should call my mother to let her know I would be coming home in a few days.
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"Hey mom, it's Michelle! I have some good news," I said to my mother in a voice so cheerful it didn't seem true.
"Really, what is it?" She said in a no enthusiastic voice.
"I'm being released from MHI in 3 days if I keep improving. Are you proud of me? I can finally come home and hug you and get caught up on school work, and we can-" as she cut me off in mid sentence I could hear her sniffling on the other side of the line like she was crying. "Are you okay?"
"Michelle, there is one problem.." She said with a quivering voice. "You can't come home,"
I couldn't believe what I had heared but instead of trying to fight it, I just looked at the phone and slowly hung up as if this conversation had never happened.

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My state of mind
Teen FictionThe 15 year old freshman In high school is faced with many challenges when she is put in a mental institution for trying to commit suicide. When she gets out will she change? Or attempt suicide again? Follow Michelle on her journey through depressi...