I slashed my wrists and started to bleed I started to get dizzy. Then I blacked out. I was in a meadow of flowers with my grandpa I asked where was I. He said that I was in the dream meadow where I decide if I go to heaven or stay on earth. I asked him so I'm not dead? No, you and your conscious is deciding if you want to die or not. If you don't want to die count to 5 in your head if you do want to die walk across the rainbow over there.
I asked him one more question before I left. Did you have this choice and if you did why did you choose to leave me? I did have this choice but I decided that I didn't want to be in anymore pain and suffering. I counted to 5 in my head and said that I love you. Then, I woke up in a hospital with the doctor I talked to early sleeping in a chair next to me. I woke him up by asking what happened?
He woke up and said did you think that trying to kill yourself was going to fix this situation. I told him yes because too good things came out of it. I got to see my grandpa and I didn't have to be put into foster care. He said well I didn't want you to die because you are a very special patient of mine. I had too things to say. For some reason I choose to come back and be into foster care. Why am I a special patient to you?
He told me that his mom was shot and killed by a gunman just like my mom and the guy was never caught. I thought to myself he knows how I feel and understands what I have been going through. I said I am so sorry to hear that but it is nice to hear that you understand what I been going through. He said let's go down to cafeteria and get something to eat. I said aren't you working. he said I am off call so I can go. I told him OK let's go I need time to talk and have someone understand me. When we got down there I got a hamburger and the doctor got pizza. I was about to take my money but he said it was on him.
I told him he didn't have to do that. He said that he took me down here so I am going to pay. I put my money back into my pocket. We sat down and asked him how long was he depressed for after his mom died? He said that he started to beat himself up for it thinking that it was his fault. I told him when did you get over it. He said not for months. I looked down at my lap and started to cry. I felt a hand on my back I looked up and it was the doctor trying to comfort me.
I looked back down and said I wonder how long I will be like this. He said people are many things and looking at you I think that you are brave so you don't have to wait long. I asked what his name was. He said his name was Charles I told him that was a nice name. We talked for hours it was so fun then I started to get tired. I tried to keep my head up and my eyes open but sooner or later I fell asleep in my chair. I felt Charles pick me up I didn't know where we were going but I just went along with it.
I woke up the next morning in a bedroom. It had bunk beds with blue sheets and a window with blinds on it. I walked to the door until I heard snoring I looked on the top bunk and saw Charles. I walked up the ladder and jumped on him and he woke up. He woke up saying what? Where am I? I said I don't know you tell me. I walked down the ladder and towards the door I peaked out and we were at the hospital. I ran to my room and grabbed all my stuff and ran away. I was walking on the streets when a guy came up to me and said hey. I said hey back but then told him I had somewhere to be and ran away. Then I felt someone grab my wrist. It was Charles.
