Chapter 6

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"So that's the beginning?" Jessica asked.

"Yes, but I would really like to join the group again." I said.

"Could we talk more tomorrow?"

"If I feel like it."

She took me back to the room where we were doing a group thing that I really didn't care to be apart of. I just sat there while people shared tragic story's that made them crazy, or that they just had anger issues.

When it was my turn to share I passed. These people didn't need to know my personal life. Hell I didn't need to hear theirs.

I went through the rest of the day without saying much, not even to my roommate.

At dinner we had spaghetti and it wasn't bad. I got seconds because I was starving. After dinner we had some time to relax and watch tv. We had one more group therapy before showers and medication time.

I decided to participate and get to know a few people. My roommates name is Lyric. She actually had no reason to be here. She was super cool. She said the only reason she was here was because her and her mom got in a fight.

My other roommate is Emily. She has weird OCD that I've never heard of. She has to redo steps if she feels like they aren't perfect.

I said I was here because I'm apparently traumatized. I'm really not though. I told everyone I lived with my mom and grandma. I told them that my mom once cheated on my dad and that I hated her for the longest time. My dad got in a car accident soon after that and died. I was so heart broken but not traumatized.

After group we got our meds and showered.

When I laid down in bed I fell sound asleep.

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