Why do I need this help. I was doing good, up until the accident. Why'd that have to happen to me. I didn't used to have to come here. I used to be able to handle my problems on my own, without someone to hear my thoughts, and tell me what's wrong with them. Or in other words, what's wrong with me.
~I'm walking down the same white hallway. The ceiling tiles small black dots look like they fade into space, infinity. The bright lights reflect of the floor onto the pure white walls. With a floor so clean I can see my reflection. As Avril 14th plays from the PA. As patients roam around in their padded cells, screaming for release. "That's gonna be me in a few hours." I say to myself. I continue walking until. I hear the nurses heeled shoes on the floor, So I stop and turn, trying to seem as sane as possible. "Hello, Nurse Telser. How are you?" I say with a fake smile. "Fine. Does Dr.Swelgotly know your'e back?" She responds with her un-amused voice. "No ma'am, I'm on the way to his office now"
"Good. I'll escort you, to make sure you don't hurt yourself on the way"
"Gee, Nurse with the attitude I almost think you care about my safety." I say forgetting to watch my mouth. She turns with a shocked look on her face. She opens her mouth about to something but thanks to Brooke she doesn't have time to.
"Nurse, Hurry Toby fell again." She says frantically, If i didn't know any better I would of believed her. She turns to run and show Nurse the way, When she grins at me the grin I love.
"I'm right behind you Brooke" Say's Nurse.
I continue to walk as I hear their running grow more distant. Relief wash's over me in a wave. When all of a sudden a hand goes over my mouth and I get yanked into the closet behind me. I scream and kick when the light turns on and in my face, I see him. The love of my life, again. Sad to say that I met the love of my life in the looney bin. But hey everyone has a crazy love story.
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Feelings
Non-FictionThe feeling's of a real girl who's just trying to be good enough.