Aurora turned to the last page of her small journal and clicked her pen, ready to write the sixth thing on her list.
“Lessons:
1. Don’t be fooled by sweet words because they can be followed by sour actions.
2. Do not let kind memories mistake for strong feelings, or they can turn around and hurt you.
3. You think you know someone, but then they surprise you.
4. There is a difference in loving someone and being in love with someone, but sometimes, it’s worth the risk.
5. Avoiding things will not hurt only you, but the people around you as well.
6. No matter how damaged someone is, there will always be someone to fix you.”
Aurora let out a sigh, closed her small notebook and unclicked her pen. She stuffed her notebook into her bag that was completely full. She set her bag on the rough bed as she sat on the small metal chair. She played around with the small bracelet on her wrist as she read it.
“Pacific Rehabilitation Center: Name: Aurora Bell Sex: F DOB: 10/12/90 MR: 1530926”
She played around with her bracelet before she heard the metal door click.
“Aurora?” She heard a male voice say.
“Yeah, hi, Dr. Hilborn.” She said swiftly.
“Are you sure you’re ready to be released today? You don’t have to go, you know. We just said that we think you are ready, but you don’t need to.” He said with caring eyes.
Aurora took a few breaths. Was she ready to leave? It’s been about a month and a half. Will she be alright without the slow talking workers or peaceful silence or the long talks with the other patients? Will anyone want her?
“Yes. Yes, I think I can do this. My time here is overdue. But- But I can come back if I need to, right?”
“Aurora, you are welcome to come back anytime. Don’t be afraid to ask for help. Anyways, I’ll be seeing you for therapy every Thursday, right?”
And with that, he led her out of the hospitalized room she had grown comfortable in and led her to the patients that she had found normal when no one else did. She said her “goodbye”‘s and “I’ll visit soon”‘s and that was it. They brought her to the door of the office and said some reassuring words. Aurora was then left in the office when they told her that someone has already called to pick her up. “I’m 23, why can’t I just take a cab back to my dorm? Why is someone picking me up? Who? Mom? Shit, I’m not ready.” She thought.
She steadied her breathing and sat at the teal colored arm chairs, waiting for the carriage ride home from a stranger she probably didn’t even know anymore.
A familiar black car pulled up in the parking lot as Aurora stared out. She tried to think who it could be when the window rolled down and pressed a button to talk to someone in the office, asking to allow the gates to be opened.
It wasn’t too long that the gates were opened and the front office worker said, “Ms. Bell? Aurora Bell?” The two made eye contact before the lady continued, “You’re ready to leave now, can you please sign these papers before you leave? Your vehicle is outside once you’re ready to leave.”
Aurora stood up and walked to the desk, ready to sign. She read the papers when she saw the familiar signature under “escort of dispatch.”
Aurora quickly signed the papers and bolted out of the contained office. Fresh air hit her, feeling so new even though she was allowed in the backyard of the hospital every day. This time, she felt freedom.
She walked over to the sleek black car to the driver’s side as the driver rolled down the windows.
“Danny.” She said, under her breath with a huge smile spread from cheek to cheek.
“Miss me?” He said, before getting out of the car and engulfing her in a hug and kiss, spinning her around, happily.
YOU ARE READING
Sincerely, Aurora
Teen Fiction[in which aurora invites you to read her letters.] Reader, My book is just like yours: full of damaged covers, doggy eared pages and several chapters. Though, we all have different titles, words, and styles of writing; mine are written in l...
