Can I Survive (Slowly writing)

Chapter Four

After being here for about a month I started to learn things about this place.

One being that even if you don't need medicated they still do it anyway thinking you will magically be cured.

The second took me a little longer to figure out, it's not easy watching things when your being watched. Even if the nurses act like they know what their doing they really don't. They're just nice people working in a fucked up place. No medical degrees. No physiology degree. Nothing. Nada.

And they last thing I learned, so far, is that you do not get visitors. When I arrived I was told I couldn't have them and that it was in my best interest to not socialize with people outside this building. That when they felt I could handle having visitors they would tell my parents and blah blah. So when a girl named Sarah got taken to a room to see her 'visitor' every one of us were on high alert.

Having someone who's not mentally I'll come into a place like this is weird. Seeing them walk to and from different rooms, talking to doctors like normal people, it makes us wish we were like them. Happy with our body, our personality, hell I wish I could look in the mirror without wanting to throw up.

It's just weird and unless you've actually been through it you wouldn't understand.

So as she walked out of the room her eyes got large and she looked afraid to leave. Like whoever was out there caused her so much pain she couldn't stand to look at them.

After she left the nurse, id never met her before and she didn't tell us her name, started clapping her hands to get our attention to finish class.

"Okay guys, today we are going to talk about you. The paper you picked up when you walked in, please get that out along with the pencil." We all did as we were told and got out the paper and pencil.

"Alright, now everyone please write your first name on the paper and pass it to the person to your right. When you get a paper, that is not yours, I want you I write one thing you like about that person on the paper and put your name underneath. When everyone is finished I'll tell you to pass it again until you get your own paper."

I looked at the top of the paper I was given and saw Kyle's name and knew right away what I was going to write. I carefully took my pencil and wrote 'dumbass -love Kara' on the paper and laughed when I thought of his face when he saw it.

We kept passing papers around the room until we got our own and were told to read them. Things like 'good sense of fashion' and 'very pretty' were written on my paper until I got to the bottom where it said 'a very attractive asshole, Kyle' written in sloppy writing. I smile to myself before I looked at Kyle to find he was looking at me.

"Dumbass? Ouch." He said while looking at me with a hurt face but a could see a smirk creeping it's way onto his face before it turned into a full blown smile.

"At least I'm an attractive asshole." I said as I winked at him and we both started laughing. The nurse along with every other person in the room looked at is like we had three heads but in that moment we didn't care.

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The next update might be a day or so late because of school and doctors appointments but I'm doing my best to get it wrote and posted Saturday. Thanks!