I lay awake for a few hours, thinking of what might happen tomorrow. Will Dylan sit in front of us again? Will he mention last night? Does he want to hang out? Where does he go during the day? Was he trying to kiss me? What if we were to kiss? Would he enjoy it? Am I a good kisser? Questions flooded my brain, filling up my head. I couldn't stop thinking about it. It's like a dam broke in my head and all the questions it was holding just came flooding out. I couldn't wait to see him tomorrow. Maybe we could go swimming? Does he even like to swim? My thoughts wore me down and I drifted off to sleep. Suddenly my peaceful sleep was interrupted by a creaking noise. I look up to see Ali and I's door opening.
Hope filled my body. It must be Dylan! I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I didn't want him to know I was awake. I wanted him to wake me up himself. But after a few minutes, I still layed there pretending to be asleep. I barely open my eyes but enough to see what was happening. Dr. Mason was silently tip-toeing across the room. To Ali's bed.
I jump up in bed and glare at him. "Dr. Mason?" I call out. He stops in his tracks and slowly removes Ali's covers. She wore her white pajamas tonight. "Dr. Mason?" I try again. He still ignores me and shakes Ali's shoulders. She sits up in bed and turns on her night light. "Sorry to wake you but we forgot to give you your medicine before you went to bed." Dr. Mason tells her. I sigh and roll back over. Working myself up over nothing. Then I remember something. Ali has nothing wrong with her. She was taken in as a baby just like Olivia. So what am I trying to say? Ali doesn't take medicine.
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A Mental State Of Mind (Completed)
Terror[(COMPLETED)] Joy is in a stable enough state to have a roomate at the hospital. The mental hospital, that is. And one of the best in the country. But few know what goes on in the hospital. Few know the history. Few know about the little girl who di...
