!!!!!!!!MUST READ!!!!!!!!
ok so this story is going to cover some sensitive topics so please don't read if you are sensitive to depression/self harm topics or anything similar, i am NOT in any way Glorifying Self harm in this story it is based in a mental health hospital and basically everyone in this story is recovering i don't want any of what is written to effect you badly or cause a relapse so please do not read if you think it could.
sophie xxxx
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5th June 2014 3:00pm
I sat on my roof, cigerette between my lips, Legs covered in blood debating whether or not I should Jump or run I was leaning slightly more to the running side as jumping from this height wouldn't kill me, maybe give me a broken leg and I would be put back in the Mental Institution and i did not feel like being babied. I threw my cigerette from the roof and climbed back into my room, i walked into the Bathroom and looked in the mirror, my hair was everywhere and the bags under my eyes were huge, I splashed some cold water on my face before tying my hair into a messy bun, I cleaned off the now dry blood on my legs and bandaged my cuts before going into my bedroom and pulling on my black Skinny Jeans, my favourite band tee and My leather Jacket that once belonged to my Father; I pulled a bag out from under my bed and shoved all my clothes into it before opening my tin which held my money and shoving it into my pocket, i grabbed my phone, put my bag over my shoulders put on my boots and quickly went outside, i locked the door and turned around to see a white van pull up, i looked closer and saw the logo of The Institute on the doors, FUCK I ran to my backgarden as they got out of the car and was jumping over the fence when someone grabbed me from behind
"Get off of me you bastard! I'm not going back!" i scream trying to get out of the persons grip, i felt a needle go into my neck and then Blacked out.
7:00pm
I woke up and was surrounded by white, white walls, white floor, a white bed and a white door; My Bitch of a mother must of called them to come and get me,
"Back in the Nuthouse" I whispered, that's what i called it anyway, it was basically rehab and could be a second home to me the amount i'm in here, I get out of the bed and realise i'm in a white gown, The Bastards took my Dads jumper, i ran over to the door which was locked and started hitting it
"give me my jacket you bastards" i screamed, suddenly the door opened and David (yes i know who everyone is, second home remember) walked in shutting the door behind him
"how are you Jade?"
"i'm not talking to anyone until i get my stuff back, it's bad enough you Drugged me to get me here" i say looking at him, he nods and opens the door gesturing for me to follow, we walk down a corridor and into a room, which was my room, i had always had this room and was in here so much They had posters put up for me, i smile and Collapse onto my bed, thatwhite was driving me nuts, i looked around, my walls were green and i had around 5 band posters up aswell as pictures of me and my father, there was a dresser and a desk
"2 weeks Jade, you were out for 2 weeks, what happened?" i laugh at Davids question
"ask My Mother she's the one who put me here"
