Pointless: A Book of my Thoughts

Chapter One

The first day of school. The day I had been dreading since summer break began. It was here.

I woke up to yelling. It was Mom yelling at Dad again. This time it was because he made her pancakes instead of waffles for breakfast. I rolled my eyes and walked downstairs into the kitchen. I grabbed a Hot Fudge Poptart - my favorite breakfast - and headed back upstairs without them noticing me.

I turned on my TV and searched for something to watch. I finally settled on a Family Feud recording that had been sitting on my DVR for around a month now.

After I finished my Poptart, I got up and pulled a purple polo shirt over the white shirt that I had slept in last night, and changed into some jeans. I pulled on my new Nike's that Mom had bought me for school, grabbed my backpack and ran out the door.

My school was across the road from my house, so I crossed the street and walked into Los Angeles High School. LAHS was a fairly big school, and I had a whole new hallway to find with all of my Sophomore classes in. I knew my way to the Freshman hallway, but that's as far as we were allowed to go last year, so I had no clue where I was going when I walked into the giant crowd of people congregated around the lockers. I tried asking for directions, but all that I could get to come out was one word - "lost".

I must've looked bad, because one of the new Freshman screamed when I tried to ask for directions, and the new 9th grade CP English class teacher, Ms. Clarkson, came rushing over to see what was wrong.

Of course it had to be her.

She didn't know of my SAD condition (no pun intended), so she just assumed that I was either high, delusional, or autistic, so she took me to the special education room.

One would assume that the special education teacher would be the sweetest person alive, but Mr. Pines was the most terrifying human being on the planet. This made my anxiety go up even more than it already was. I felt a big panic attack coming on, and I couldn't handle all of these people any more.

"MOOOOOOOOVE!", I shouted at the top of my lungs, and collapsed on the floor, unconscious.

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My vision was blurry and faded in and out as I awoke. I felt something brush against my leg and crinkle. I started violently screaming in sheer terror.

"Shhhhh.... Shhhhh.... You're okay. Everything will be okay..."

Who was that voice?

"Jackson...? Jaaacksoooon... Are you awake?"

It was so gentle... I know that I've heard it before.

"Jackson? It's Mrs. Shelly.... The nurse? We've called your parents and they have agreed to admit you to the hospital for one night just to make sure everything is okay.", she said with a smile as she stroked my head slowly.

I knew I knew that voice!

Mrs. Shelly has made sure that I was admitted to the hospital every time that I come to the Nurse's office because of a panic attack. I hated her.

Just as I was getting deep into my thoughts about how I was going to escape the hospital for the umpteenth time this year, my parents barged into the room.

"Ohhh we were sooo worrieeddddddd", she choked through her tears. She hugged me, and I could feel the back of my shirt getting wet.

"Mom, I'm fine. I swear. I don't need to go to the hospital", I said as I hugged her back.

Suddenly her tears stopped flowing and she looked at me with a very serious expression on her face. "You're going. End of discussion."

This is fun! I really like this book and I don't know if it makes sense or not but at least I'm having fun. I know that the Book hasn't come into this all yet but it will soon enough. Like I said before, please comment with some constructive criticism, because I have literally no idea what I'm doing. :) I hope you're liking everything so far!

-Eli