It's my last day at MHI and I don't know what I will do if my mother was serious about what she said. I have signed all release papers, backed all my stuff, and turned in my uniform, and ID. Only 12 more hours and I plan in sleeping them away. As I was packing my final things into a small rectangular cardboard box, I saw the scares, all of them. They reminded me why I am here and how I ended up this way. I thought maybe I should change And forget the parties. But then again why would I get rid of something that I love and wiped away all the pain no matter what happened? I couldn't give that up.
After I finally finished packing I turned off the light and laied in my hospital like bed for hopefully to be the last time.
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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...
