Can I Survive (Slowly writing)

Chapter Six

I rewrote this chapter towards the end so please read again! I will be writing more in the hopes of finishing this book.

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I spent the rest off the day in that room. Running around and enjoying the padded walls. It's not everyday you can be in a room where you can slam into walls and not get hurt.

Jasper came back a few hours later and took me to my room after he called the nurse to get my meds. It was nice having someone around that I could talk to. He said if I didn't feel like going to class he'd pull me out because he knows what it's like to want to skip class, school class, not, let's learn how to control your anger class.

I woke up the next morning, showered and watched the Jasper change my bandage. No he didn't watch me shower, but he was in the bathroom, sitting in a chair facing the wall, he said he doesn't feel right watching me and that he trusted me enough that he would turn around.

Even though he was a fairly large guy he was very gently while he changed my bandage. Making sure not to cause me any pain and I wondered why. Why would he be acting like this? Why is he pulling me out of classes and bringing me lunch from fast food restaurants?

I never was the kind of person to enjoy when someone pitied me. The whole, I'm going to take care of you thing, was what I hated more than everything but I didn't want to tell him to stop. He was trying to be a nice guy, at least let me somewhat enjoy being here and I wasn't about to be rude about it.

So instead of telling him anything or encouraging him any more I went to class.

As I walked into the room Kyle looked at me and smirked. "That was some punch you threw yesterday. Although you didn't hit her hard enough to keep her away."

When I looked to the front of the room sure enough there she was, staring at me with terrified eyes. All I did was smile and continue my conversation with Kyle.

"I take it when they heard me screaming everyone ran to see what was happening?" I chuckled.

"Damn right they did! You looked ready to kill man! I wasn't going anywhere near you!" His eyes got big as he continued talking, his arms flying through the air as he tried to show me what he and everyone else did.

"Okay get to your seats and be quiet! We have a lot to get done today!" I heard the nurse yell.

So like everyone else I wandered to my seat next to Kyle and sat down. Waiting for something interesting to happen.

Finally the teacher, just a nurse that was teaching us, started talking. "Today were going to talk about yourselves. It's going to go like this," he pointed at the girl in the first seat next to him, "your going to say your name and why your here. After everyone in the room has said that your going to say one thing you like about yourself. I'll tell you more after we get that far."

So that's what we did. We went around the room and said our names and why we were locked up in this hell hole. When it got me I said "Kara, and I'm in here for a suicide attempt I couldn't fucking pull off." It earned me a few nods of understand meant and a disapproving look from the teacher.

Again we went around the room, everyone saying one thing they liked about themselves. Things from how they threw a football to their finger nails. But when it came my turn I didn't know what to say.

Did I like anything about myself? My body? No. My hair? No. I wasn't very sporty nor smart so I didn't know what to say and Kyle ended up talking for me.

"She likes how much of a bitch she is." And smirked in my direction. All I could do was mouth a simple thank you and then it went on.

The rest of class was spent like that going around in circles and talking. Eventually we all spread out and played games. Sorry sliders, checkers and games I've never even heard of.

"Kara Dr.Lipp would like to see you. " The nurse said.

"Sure." Was all I said before I picked myself up and walked out the door.

The walk down the hall was awkward to say the least. It was the same nurse I had punched yesterday and she walked a few steps ahead of me, keeping her distance.

"Where are we going?" The hallways started to look unfamiliar to me a while back and I was almost positive she was going to kill me.

"You have a visitor." Was the only response I got before we stopped in front of a large door. She knocked three times and told me to sit in the chairs along the wall before she walked away.

I had counted 79 titles along the ceiling before the doctor walked into the hall and sat down next to me.

"Kara, your mother is here to see you."

And I'm sure a look of pure Horror was on my face.