Chapter Six
Reflections
I walked out the hospital with 8 bags in stow. I was "healed", well as far as I could be. I will still have to see a psychiatrist, and when things get tough I still think about death, but for the most part I am back to normal. I really couldn't get better without abby though......
*flashback*
I clicked the remote off. I couldn't stand seeing myself on TV, let alone on a paparazzi show. I huddled into a ball. I thought I was going one step forward, and then a traumatic event would occur and it was like taking two steps back. It was super frustrating. I started to cry. And just as I lost all my sanity, I heard a knock. I quickly rubbed away my tears and said "come in!" In the sweetest possible voice thinking it was a nurse. In walked abby. I was dumbfounded. I expected being scowled at, but instead she came in speechless and cradled me in a hug and cried. The only word she uttered was "I am sorry if you felt I pushed you to far, I will be more careful, with everyone" I remember drifting off to sleep in her arms and not seeing her since.
*end of flashback*
I smiled at the thought of Abby helping the well-being of everyone that day. I could have now saved the lives of my teammates and friends. In a way, I have learned and grown through my experience and I know better. I was ready for dance, life, and a brand new happier chapter to come across. And I was ready to grasp it all I could. THE END
