Days went by from that day.
One day, a couple days after, Dad came to visit me, but also tell me something that would depress me for a really long time, maybe life.
Dad walked in and shut the door. He shoved a chair over to the bed I lied in.
“Honey, I have something to tell you.”
“Yea?”
Dad hesitated but forced himself to speak the truth. For his daughter.
“You are going to be in this hospital bed for a really long long time.. You will be homeschooled until you are going to be able to get into public highschooling, and…”
“And..”
“ You will be numb permanetly in your right arm.”
I poked my arm, trying to feel something. I didnt feel ANYTHING. I poked it harder, nothing, harder, nothing.
I started getting teared up and flung my arms around dad.
“You cut a main nerve in your arm when you.. You..”
Dad started crying too.
“Im sorry.” I said through trying to hold in my tears
Dad sobbed into my shoulder, and I sobbed into his. I let all of my stress go.
“Im sorry too”
I let go of him and we sat there together, in silence, again.
“And you were diagnosed withan extreme case of anxiety.”
I looked at him again. I knew that would happen.
“Ya know, I looked at your room the other day. I actually got to know you a whole lot better and got to understand you,”
I looked at him and he smiled. I started kinda freaking out because I was worried if he knew TOO much..
“You are gonna love who’s coming to see you next week” Dad said with a huge smile on his face.
I looked at him wierd. I had NO idea who was coming. I was thinking my uncle or aunt or something. But I smiled back, wondering who it would be.
“Oh, and I forgot to pack these, make sure you dont play them too loud.” Dad laughed as he passed me my headphones.
I smiled huge. I took them and held them up to my ears.
“How to I look!” I joked.
“You look beutiful, always.” Dad said back.
We both laughed. Soon later he had to leave.
“I wont be able to see you when you-will-see comes down to see you.” Dad said, “Ill be at work”
“Aww, I guess ill see ya later then”
“Yea, later.”
We both laughed as I gave dad a big hug. Dad closed the door and left the hospital.
More days went by and I sat there and got pricked with needles and pills shoved down my throat and stuffed with chinease food down the street that Pulaski gets me.
And from that day on I spent days wondering who the heck would be coming to see me, the loser who no one likes in school, the suicidal freak.
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World So Cold
FanfictionAshley is a very unique girl with very tough issues in her life. Everyday she has to battle depression. And most of all the voices in her head. The voices keep trying to pull her into the good life. The good life not in this world. She was abused ev...
