I finally got out of bed I have one more hour till I have to meet with Doctor Delsa so I thought should look around the hospital because it boring in the room. I open my door the floor is cold it's quiet in the halls I thought it might be crowded with Doctors or nurses too but I guess not.
I'm walking in the hall I close my eyes walk in the middle of the hall, it's weird that the voice hasn't bother me much today. I miss when my eyes were closed I miss the dark when I close them it makes me feel free make feel like nothing can hurt me the dark.
It feels good to not feel anything I remember that feeling once when I was in 7th grade when my teacher told us to draw a place that would makes us feel safe. I didn't at first what was my safe place until when I got home that day I went on my bed I sit on my knee's then I close my eyes cause I usually do that when I get home.
I stayed with my eyes closed for an hour or so it felt safe closing me eyes, I heard my Auntie Coral calling from downstairs "Gemma!!"my Aunt Coral yelled from downstairs.
"I'm doing homework can't go downstairs.l". I yelled back i sighed I opened my eyes I got off my bed I walk to my crappy desk so i could start doing my homework, I finished with the rest of my boring ass homework, I start taking out my art stuff mostly my charcoal & I took out my big sketch book I laid.
My wooden floor so I could have more space to draw , I got my charcoal and let my hand do its own thing. The next day after my 4th period class I have art so when I walk in class I sat down the bell rang everyone scrambled everywhere to get in there sits.
My teacher came in he sat down in his chair "Good morning class well today I want to do is see your homework from yesterday so take out your drawings please". My teacher said with a quick voice , I take out my crappy art work and I waited for my teacher to see it , my teacher went around the room look at the students art work he nod at most of them ask stuff to them. He came by to me he saw my crappy art work " Miss Davis is this your safe place?" He said with a curiosity voice, I nod.
My teacher walk away I look down at my drawing it was all black with pieces of paper saying "my world mine only" I think till this day I still have the drawing .
My eyes are still closed. I feel a tap on my shoulder I open my eyes I turned are slow and I saw a girl.
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