Hurtin

;Let me go,

I really wanted to get out of that class,as soon as the bell rang I ran out of the classroom and locked myself in the bathroom.
and began to cry, tears were flowing out, my heart started to hurt.
Why did I come back, no one likes me, I DONT FIT HERE. I thought to myself

What was happening to me my body became numb, I couldn't stand properly, everything started to feel weird. It felt as if the room was moving. My eyes slowly started to close and my legs had given up...

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3hours later..
"Miya honey it's me" said my mom
My eyes slowly started to open, my head felt so heavy as if someone had hit a rock against my head.
"Mom where am I" I asked
"You fainted in school honey and we are in the hospital"
"H..ospital, I'm alive" I asked while looking shocked
" Miya stop being silly please not right now.. you scared me" said my mom while kissing my forehead
The touch of my mom kiss, I wanted to treasure it forever.

"Miya how we feeling" said the doctor
"Okay I guess" I replied
"Okay you don't look good, you body is really weak"said the doctor
"Hmm okay can I go" I asked
"Miya I can't treat you if your not interested in living" said the doctor while looking at me and trying to tell me that I was killing myself, but I knew that and I replied back saying
"Good speech"
"MIYA, what are you doing he's trying to help"said my mom
"No one trying to help, no one can cause it all f***** in here, here mom in my head.. no one can get in their cause I'm gone mom, I'm gone.your daughter gone mom, she can't bear this anymore mom, let me go please, it hurts looking at myself I can't cope" I said while breaking down in front of my mom and the doctor
"Miya" said my mom while holding me against her
" I'm not going to give up on you, your my daughter, your a fighter, these guys are professional honey they're going to help you, let them help you"said my mom while stroking my hair
"I can't" I replied
"You can just try okay"said my mom

So after that day I took therapy, I didn't want to open up and I didn't so my therapist decided to move me to a rehab where everyone talks about their problems and share them.
Going there made me realise I wasn't the only one going through this. I started to listening to everyone stories that they had to tell and I stared to tell mine.

People talking about how they were raped and how some even tried to take their own lives and how they was coping with it.
But one story really spoke out to me, but the person was kept anonymous, the person talked behind a curtain.
He talked about how he was abused and how it took him in to a dark place. How he was treated.
"It all started to feel like a routine getting abused regularly and getting locked up in my room" said the voice behind the curtain
"How did you overcome it" I asked
" By this one person who gave me hope to live, a hope to wake up, a hope to smile. A reason to live" replied the voice
"You must love this person" I replied back to the voice
"This person is special only if they knew that" replied the voice

The voice slowly started to become familiar, it felt as if I was familiar to the voice, it felt like a voice I had heard but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

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