Free. That's What They Said. That they couldn't help me anymore. That I was "out of danger". That I could go home. Home. But, where would that be? Where should I go? Back to my parents? Would The Even want Me Back? They Never visited me While I was Here. Not even one time. Not even a letter. Nothing. Sometimes I wondered if they even knew or cared about where I had been. But I had no other option. I searched the keys, they had given me back at the check in. I've tried to Rubble off the Rust, they have gotten Over the past months, but this was Nearly impossible and I ended up with bloody fingers. What was I even doing? Why couldn't I be a normal guy and just go home? Instead I've tried to waste as much time as possible and and to hesitate it as far as possible to go home. But in fact, I was afraid. Afraid of leaving these four walls. Afraid of what could happen. Afraid of what would expect me out there. Afraid of if I could make it. But at most, I was afraid of myself. I was afraid that i'd lose Controll again, that I would become to what I fear. I wasn't sure if I could handle this one more time.
I was still in the Hall. Waiting, again. They told me someone would pick me up, to Lead me to the door. I felt like a little kid again. I was 18.
I thought about Jai, about what he was doing right now. Would I ever see him again? Did he even notice I was away?
I know they said my mental state did improve, but the nightmares still kept hunting me. The memories of the past. Then this is how it was. You could try to run away, but you just can't escape from your past. From all the mistakes you've ever done. They'll Follow you, no matter where you go, just like a shadow. Someone once told me, a shadow was like a mirror. It shows who you really are. But my shadow was big, and scary. Dark. I knew, that everybody got something inside, that they try to hide. Doesn't matter if it were mistakes, or Simple insecurities. But in my case, I was afraid of the darkness inside of me.
"Michael Clifford?" A tall man in Uniform was standing in front of me. Even though his voice was pretty hard, he seemed actually very nice. "Yeah? That's me" "Come with me, I'll Lead you outside"
I stood up and followed him. It was time to go. I took a last look, back to The place, that had been my entire world for over 6 months. "Goodbye"
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FanfictionFree. That's What Every Person Dreams Of. But Not For Michael Clifford. The 18-Years Old Gets Finally Released After 6 Months of Being In A Psychology Clinic. Everyone Else Would Be Happy About This. But Being Outside Is What Scares Him At Most. Ca...
