My Not So Normal Love Story

Chapter 4: Farlows Institution For Mentally Ill Teens

Chapter 4

I woke up and wiped the sleep from my eyes. Today's gonna be a good day I told myself.

Then I realized that I was leaving today. I rolled over and checked the time, it was 8. We have to leave at 11. And we have to be at the thing at 2.

I decided to just get up and shave so I won't have to for a while. The thought of some worker having to supervise me while shaving, I didn't really like the thought. I got up out of my bed and walked into the bathroom and shut the door.

After shaving I went back into my room and over to my closet. I opened the door and looked at my clothes. What does one wear to get checked into a living facility for depression? I continued looking though my clothes and finally settled on a purple sweater with the quote "mind Over matter" on it, and some light colored jeans. I put my clothes on and sat down on my bed. What if this place makes me worse? What if I have more time to think?

I ran my hands through my tangled hair. My mind is my worse enemy.

After straightening my hair and doing my makeup and repacking all of the crap I used this morning, I grabbed my pillow and walked into the family room where mom was smoking and Addie was watching some cartoon about a pig.

I put my luggage down and sat down on the couch

"Good morning sweetie" mom said holding the cigarette between two fingers. I've considered smoking but I really didn't need another unhealthy habit. I've drank a few times, at my friends house. It was nice I guess. It wasn't as good as people act, it made me forget my problems which was about the only good thing it done.

"Morning" I mumbled.

"Now I know your probably mad at us but there's no need to be. We're only trying to help you"

" I know mom." I said more harshly than I had meant.

"Don't take an attitude with me" she scolded.

"Sorry" it was 10:30. We're leaving on 30 minutes.

"Might wanna eat something" dad said entering the living room with a pair if socks in his hand.

"I'm not hungry."

"Eat any way" he said. And I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed an apple off the table and forced my self to eat it.

After I got done it was 10:46. I decided to text my friend and tell her I wouldn't be able to talk to her for a while and that I didn't wanna talk about it. I'm not meaning to rude I just don't wanna talk about it.

"Ali come on!" Dad shouted from the living room. I guess this was it.

After 3 and a half hours in the car we finally arrived. This place was on a back road with woods surrounding it. We parked the car and got out, mom and dad insisted in carrying my bags for me. I looked up at the huge building infront of me. The words "Farlow's Institution For Mentally Ill Teens" were written in big letters. Addie grabbed my hand and started walking toward the building. I exhaled and walked toward the building.

I opened the door and looked around. The lobby was mostly empty, a couch, a love seat and some chairs filled the most part of it. A desk sat in the front corner. "Hello? Can I help you?" A blonde lady appeared from what seemed like nowhere, asked. She was wearing scrubs and a badge and her hair was up in a ponytale.

"We're here to register her? We called yesterday and they told us to bring her in today" dad answered.

"Ali Parker?" She asked.

"Yes" I answered before my parents could answer for me.

"Alright, I'm gonna need your parents to sign a few forms, then we'll show your your room. " the woman said. Mom and dad walked over to the desk where the woman was hunting out more papers.