What I See

Prologue

I knew that I could always see things that other people couldn't, my parents thought it was normal at first because it normal for three year olds to have imaginary friends, but if course that all changed after the countless years until I hit the age of thirteen my parents knew that it wasn't normal for a teenager to imagine these things, that's where my story begins...

Chapter 1: Why am I here?

"Okay, Alison tell me about the women" Dr. Sinclair asked as I started at her my hands in my lap sitting on the oversized chair I was sitting in,

" Just tell me why I'm here where is my mother and father?" I asked trying to not sound ignorant.

"Listen Alison your parents want you to have these session with me so you can get better, now tell me about the women" she asked as her honey colored hair swayed as she wrote stuff on her notebook, I knew she was writing about me.

"What the hell do you mean get better? I already told you that they come and go as try please I can't control if I see them or not!" I really started to lose my patience as she gave a long sign looking at me with her big baby blue eyes.

"Alison please I will not let you leave you leave until you tell me about the women in more detail, now I will not ask again, tell me about the so called friends you see" I couldn't believe that she said that how at that moment I wanted to run out of there, but knowing I had to give her something I thought I'd tell her about Ms. Jones.

"Fine, ever since I was young I saw this women she said her name was Ms. Jones and that she wanted me to help her go and find her son."

"What else happened with this Ms. Jones?"

"When I told her I wouldn't help her she got furious at me and every once in awhile she will come see me and do this to me" I pulled up my long sleeved arm of my avengers shirt so she could see the nails marks and bruises in my arms that were black and blue.

"Your mother had told me that she saw you in your room with a knife at the time that this happened, she also said you were bleeding" She looked and then went back to writing.

"What the hell do you mean! I was protecting myself so when she came back I could kill her!" I stood up getting mad.

"Alison sit back down now!" That was the first time she yelled back at me, I was shocked.

"Fine, but you won't get me to say anything else." I said more calm and say back down into the chair. I kept checking the time and by the time that she put her pen down it passed twenty minutes.

"Alison you can leave I need to speak to your parents now" I looked behind me to see my mother and father standing their, getting up I pushed past them and sat outside of the office of Dr. Sinclair had inside the hospital.

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"Mr. and Mrs. Grey I believe I don't have good news to tell you" Alison's parents looked at her and her mother spoke up,

"What is it, are these sessions working?" Alison's mother said as her eyes got tearful.

" Well, they haven't been working but I do have a diagnosis for Alison" Dr. Sinclair told her.

"What is it do you mean is Alison sick?" Alison's father asked as he held his wife who was starting to cry.

"Well in a way yes, I have diagnosed her with schizophrenia, which is a mental illness which makes the person hallucinate and believe their are thing that can hurt then when really the person is only hurting themselves."

"What do we do?" Alison's mother asked as she was comforted by her husband who was just as shocked as her to hear their daughter has a mental illness.

"There is a hospital in the very outskirts of London called the Trenton Mental hospital, it may have an asylum name but she will get better there I assure you, until then I will give her pills so her violent outbursts stop." Alison's parents nodded knowing it was the best for their daughter. Only they didn't know that Alison heard the whole conversation, "No they couldn't do that to me... no."

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