"I'm going to miss school again tomorrow " I text Isabella.
"What is it this time " replied Isabella.
" I'm going to a hospital with mom idk what's gonna happen" I said.
"Let's hope this helps "
"I need you to be alright "
"I just hope there's no needle those things creep me out 😖"
"Well if you're ever bored there text me 🆗"
"You should be paying attention in class 🆗"
"Luv you gn❤️"
"Luv you too gn 💝"
Then I soon fell asleep. All night as I dreamed all I could think about was what could happen at the hospital tomorrow. What if they just prescribed me some medicine? Or what if I have to get some kind of shot in my arm? Or what if they just take a look at me and immediately know what is wrong with me? I hope the last one is true.
When I wake up in the morning I get dressed and get in the car. My mom gets in the car and hands me a bag that is supposed to be my lunch.(I'm glad she doesn't know that I skipped breakfast) Then she pulls out the garage, closes the garage, and leaves for the hospital.
"Mom do you know what's going to happen today?"
"No but I'll do anything to help you."
"But what if nothing happens"
"What if nobody will find out what's wrong with me?"
"There's nothing wrong with you"
But I know there's something wrong. The rest of the way I listen to my music. Music is probably the reason I haven't killed myself yet. The ride to the hospital takes hours. During the ride there my dad calls me. (My parents are divorced. They've been divorced since I was little so it didn't bug me) I ignored his call. It's all his fault I'm here anyway.
When I came back from visiting him over the summer my mom started noticing my problems. How come my dad didn't notice that I was extra skinny or that I wasn't even hungry? Maybe if he cared about me I wouldn't be going to the hospital? It's all his FAULT! We're not on speaking terms.
Finally we're at the hospital. I see my aunt at the front door waving at us. So this is where she works. We get out the car and start to walk into the hospital with my aunt Nina.
