The Mental Hospital

Thirteen

The thing about feelings is that you can't escape them. They're always there, no matter what. You can't make them go away. You can just distract yourself from them. And that's what I'd been doing.

But, for no reason, I started getting down again. I counted the suicide possibilities. I thought of all the places I'd rather be than here.

I told this to my shrink. I thought it might not be a good idea, considering they'll probably just dope me up on more happy pills.

Luna had left. Jake had left me her phone number, but I wasn't quite interested. I wasn't quite interested in anything anymore.

Each time I would pass Sadie and Jenna in the halls, they would scowl at me. It's not like I cared, to be completely honest. It's not like I was begging to be friends with them.

I continued to space out and think about everything and nothing at the same time. I didn't keep track of time that much. It could've been seconds or hours.

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I woke up some time after to Jake shaking me abruptly. "Forest. Forest, what did you do?!" I feel dizzy. Everything is blurry. I see red. Red on my arms, red on my legs, red on my stomach.

Blood.

Jake's voice fade's as my eyes close again.

Please don't let me wake up this time.

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