Diagnose

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(Narrator's POV)

   Dr. Wilson walked to halo's room with a blank expression. He loved his job, its just sad how he has to deliver bad news. It was a partially cloudy day the sun was shinning but it wasn't. It almost made everything look orange. As he walked inside the medical room he saw his patient sitting up on the hospital bed looking in distress. Her jacket was half way off of her left shoulder as she almost rips her hair out and her hair....it was a mess. Dr. Wilson cleared his throat catching her attention, his heart broke as he looked at the girl with watering eyes

"Hello Ms. Rivers how are you today?" Dr. Wilson said as a monotoned question

Silence

"Ms. Rivers you're schizophrenic...not mute."

She looked at him with the same watery eyes as before

"Ms. River I apologize, but its only gotten worse. Have you been taking your medication?"

She shook her head North and South as she started to bite her fingernails.

"Are you sure? Everyday you come in its never is good news. It only gets worse."

Halo stopped biting her fingernails bringing her hands to her chocolate face rubbing little circles on her mocha cheeks

"Listen we can't keep doing this. You can't take care of yourself and I can't keep doing this. I'm worried about you. You're going to have to seek other options.
Maybe if you go to MMI you cou-"

"NO!" Halo screamed as the tears finally came down

"Halo you need it..you probably don't even know how I look, your hallucinations aren't getting any better." Dr. Wilson demanded as he rubbed his hands through his silky blonde quiff

As they spoke Halo couldn't see straight. Hallucinating

"I'm gonna have to send you to MMI and I wish you the best of luck"

At that point Halo wasn't even listening she was just wondering who was the man on top of her doctor's head

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