Lana Parrilla Saved Me

It can't be! Lana wrote back?

Christie's pov

The following three weeks were horrible. I thought it would be filled with hope and excitement of Lana writing back but it wasn't. Two Mondays after I sent the mail off to Lana, I took an overdose. I ended up in hospital and my mum thought it was because of Lana. I told her it was because of Lana I hadn't tried it sooner. I did it because I didn't want to face anything anymore. And yes, as I was doing it, I knew in the back of my mind that I could some day, possibly meet the woman who saved me so many times, but this time, it was so much different. I was confused by how much was going on in my life. Exams, not feeling good enough, what I'm going to do with my future, parents arguing and I just really didn't want to have to do it all. I stayed in a psych ward for a week which was complete hell. There were actual crazy people, like the ones you see in films. The noises at night were unbelievable. People would scream but it sounded like a street fox and they would cry, or more like whaled. Laughably, I felt like the only sane one there. The ward was making me more crazy ironically. Three nights into my stay I thought about sneeking into the cupboard where the pills cabinet was and trying again, but making sure I took enough to kill me. I'd have done anything to get off that pathetic ward. Since I was in a much better mental place from the other night, I decided not to because once again, I wanted to see if Lana would say anything back.
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End of my hellish stay came and it was a lifting feeling to know I would be back at my house with familiar surroundings. The only bad thing was I had to go back to school, which was the next day. Obviously the teachers had to know what happened but I didn't want them to think I was crazy. So the next day I went to school. Luckily, my classmates didn't know what I had done, only my close two friends. I was basically on suicide watch. I wasn't allowed to go to the bathroom on my own, I couldn't go outside with my friends and I had to sit with a teacher the whole day and I hated it. Way to make a crazy person feel crazier. I couldn't wait to go home, even though I knew I would be on watch there too, doctors orders I think. I had to walk home with my friends where my mum would meet us at the door. I got home and went in the front room and watched telly. I heard my mum and dad in the kitchen having a silly whisper argument and my dad said 'you should tell her now' and then my mum said 'no, at the dinner table tonight!' I thought they were going to tell me they were putting me on a mental ward and I thought 'what more do you need, I already have a stupid shrink!' Up until dinner I had the most annoying butterflies in my stomach. We sat down, me one side of the table and my mum and dad on the other. There were many times I wished I had an older sibling to keep me company. For dinner we had pizza, but my mum's own which was my favorite so they were obviously sucking up to me. 'Thanks for this mum, it looks lovely' I said, aware I was the one doing the sucking up now.
My mum replied 'It's okay love, we want you to feel comfortable, don't we?' She eye pointed to my dad and he nodded vigorously and semi smiled. We finished eating and we had a conversation about my day, but my mind was only half there as I was thinking about when they were going to tell me about what they were talking about earlier. I got up to go to my room but my mum stopped me.
'Christie, we have something to show you'. I thought 'oh no, she used my full name, this must be bad'. She went out to the hall and picked up a letter and a small package.
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I had a knot in my stomach. I was thinking it was Lana, but I thought to myself don't be so stupid. My mum handed me the package and stood by my dad. I sat back down at the table and opened the little package first. I was wondering why my mum and dad were staring at me and just smiling like complete and utter freaks. It was a small box, like a ring box and I opened it. In there lay beautiful baby blue charm. It was sparkly and it was a feather. I thought 'aw, it's so nice how they know me so well'. I picked it up and looked up at my parents, who were still smiling. I said 'oh thank you, this is gorgeous'.
'Don't thank us, it's not from us' said my dad.
I frowned with confusion and bowed my head back down to the charm that was glistening in my hands. I felt a weird warm, nervous feeling. 'No, it can't be!' I whispered loudly. Can it?' I said raising my tone. I looked back up to my parents and they both just shugged while smirking. I thought there's only one way to find out. I took the letter and slowly opened it. I was so nervous. I felt a sweat coming on as I pulled the neatly folded piece of paper out the envelope. I ever so slowly opened the letter up to start reading:

Dear Christie,
I know you're probably not expecting this and I have probably caught you by complete surprise but I needed to write back. This charm is a feather and as you probably already know, for me, feathers represent hope and strength. You are a very special girl. To know I have saved your life is incredible and makes me very proud of you. You are such a strong little madem. Christie sweetheart, you need to keep going for me okay? I think you can do it and I have all hope in you. You just need to remember you are where to need to my;) Never forget who you are because you are beautiful, sweet and so incredibly tough. Remember I love you and life is beautiful.
All my love,
Lana