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STOMACH ACHE
""you still look pretty."finn compliments."

it didn't work.
this shitty hypnosis thing didn't work.
i'm not "someone new" and even less "happier". it just made me feel safe for maybe three minutes. how am i supposed to be hopeful when i'm the more sad i've ever been.
i don't even know if it's sadness anymore, i'm angry, mad at myself for not being good enough. i want to feel good, i really do, but it's like i'm not ready for it, not yet.

i hear three knock on my door

"hey honey, it's mom. you up?" my mom ask breaking my thoughts.

"yeah." i mumble.

she sit on my bed and smile at me, a worried smile.

"is everything okay?" i question frowning.

"that's what i wanted to ask you, i'm worried for you, your spirt teacher told me how she found you." she say embarrassed.

in my family it's not something we do easily, talking about our feelings to each others. it's kinda taboo.

"yeah... i don't really know how to explain it but i was really exhausted yesterday, i had a bad day but i'm ok now." i lie.

"no, you're not millie..." she talk quietly, i think she was more speaking to herself than to me.

"mom..." i put my hand on her knee.

"stay home today, i'll be at work. you'll be alone you need time for yourself, to think. if you want anything call me." she tell me, a tear in her eyes, and leave.

time for myself is the last thing i want but all of the persons i know are gonna be at school in about half an hour. what am i gonna do?

i check my phone, answer my texts, ask sadie to take my homeworks, i lie to her saying i'm just sick.

i don't want to think anymore, i'm scared of what my thoughts could be and what they could make me do, but i can't distract myself really long so i begin to cogitate again.

what the hypnosis taught me is: i feel safe in the treehouse. that's were i want to be. i want to feel secure.

i dial his number and wait a couple rings before hearing finn answer.

"hi?" he speak through the phone.

"hi, can i come to the treehouse today?" i demand.

"uh... yeah? why?" he ask.

"i feel good there." i answer simply.

"do you want to see the treehouse or me?" he chuckle slightly.

"the two dumbass." i answer. he laugh and i smile a little at the pleasing sound echoing in my ears.

"you can come at ten, does that sound good to you?" he propose.

"yeah sure, but don't you should go to school?" i ask.

"i could ask you the same cutie."

my stomach start tingling a little. am i getting sick?

"well, see you at ten then." i hang up after that and get up.

i go to the kitchen, no one's here my mom and my siblings already left i think. i open the second drawer to my left and take a medication for my stomach. i fill my glass with cold water. and put the pill in my mouth.

maybe i should put more medicament in my mouth, everything would be easier this way.

that's why i shouldn't stay alone. i shake the thought of off my head and drink the water, feeling it go down my throat

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