This is my first ever book that I actually went through with , lmfao please bare with me .
Sayra Collins .
I was extremely jittery while I waited for Mrs. Trent to show me to my room. My third suicide attempt and my mother ships me off to a place almost 500 miles away from home. It was only my third suicide attempt, and she practically gives up on me. My third suicide attempt and she says that I'm crazy. The question I'm asking is, what the hell are these people in white coats gonna do for me besides stick needles in my neck and shove pills down my throat? Exactly, nothing.
"Right this way Sayra." (Sigh-Rah) She led me to my room, which I was sharing with a girl whom, was very tiny and bony, I swear if I was to touch her she would break. "Sayra, this is Jessica. Jessica, this is Sayra. You guys will be roommates during your stay here- so get to know each other, you might as well." She gave a smile and left out of the room, leaving an awkward silence between Jessica and I.
I began to unpack my things in the empty dresser on the other side of the room. In the corner of my eye I could see Jessica watching my every move, I didn't mind.
"Why are you here?" She questioned all of a sudden , "you don't look like you belong here."
I laughed. "You're right." I got up to push the empty suitcase under my bed.
She fiddled with her thumbs, chewing on the side of her cheek."You didn't answer the question."
I rolled up my sleeves, revealing all the cuts that I had on my arm. She looked in interest, running her fingers over them . "Three suicide attempts."
"Why would you wanna do that? You're too pretty."
I gave her a slight smile. "Why are you in here?"
"Cutting, and anorexia- been here for two years already."
My eyes widened. "Two years?"
"Yeah, it hasn't gotten any better." She put her head down .
I put my hand on her shoulder. "Don't give up." But who the hell was I telling? I was on the verge of giving up my damn self- I have some nerve giving advice if I can't even take it myself .
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"Sayra, this is the circle. You will report here along with everyone else every Friday at 7 PM." Ms. Trent explained. "Everyone, this is Sayra- the newcomer. I want you all to be nice to her and help her out she doesn't bite." She smiled at me. "Now Sayra, you're not expected to say anything in today's session but feel free to."
I nodded my head .
"So how was everyone's week? "
"It was shit!" One girl yelled. She had long, honey blonde hair, and she looked Asian.
"And why was that Sochitta?" Ms. Trent questioned simply, sitting up in her chair.
Sochitta angrily pointed to the boy that was sitting across from her. He was light skinned and had blonde hair.
"Christopher? What did Christopher have to do with your week?"
"He made it a living hell."
"Bullshit."Christopher interjected, with a smirk forming upon his face .
"Yes you did!" She got up in his face. "You don't ever know how to shut the fuck up!"
"Now, there's no need to yell Sochitta." Ms. Trent spoke calmly, "remember what I told you."
Sochitta sat back down in her seat and took two large, deep breathes.
"You better have sat down." Christopher laughed .
"That's the shit I'm talking about ." Sochitta explained, "you see what I mean Ms. Trent? He never knows how to keep his mouth shut!"
"But you also can't let people get the best of you Sochitta, you just have to let little things like that slide."
"Man whatever." She slumped down into her seat.
"Anybody else wanna tell me about their week? ... How about you Jessica? How was your week?"
Jessica just stared at Ms. Trent blankly, not saying a word.
"Okay then... Anybody else ?"
Everyone started at Ms. Trent in silence.
"Alright then, you're all dismissed."
As I got up from the couch, I noticed Christopher and the two other boys pointing at me- I ignored it like I ignore everything else. All I really wanted to do was go to sleep and never wake up; not like that could actually happen now though.
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I was waken up the next morning by a nurse with a cup of water and 3 pills in her hand. She handed me the pills, prompting me to put them in my mouth and I did as she insisted- putting it down with some water. After she left the room, I went to go wash my face and brush my teeth. Jessica wasn't in the bed, she was probably out in the recreational room. I made my way there after getting dressed.
All eyes were on me but once again I ignored it. I sat next to Jessica who was watching Zoey 101 on the big flat screen.
"Hey." She smiled. "Christopher, Shakur and August were talking about you, I overheard them. "
"Who's Shakur and August?"
She pointed to each of them. August was brown-skinned , and had some tattoos, while Shakur was a little bit darker and a little more muscular. They were all very attractive to be honest. "What were they saying? "
"How they were gonna run a train on you."
I gasped. "Pigs."
She shrugged her shoulders and continued watching Zoey 101.
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*EDITED*
Shakur is now portrayed by Tupac .
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