My story

Absence pt.3

Staying here was filled with so many interesting moments.
I was friends with all the girls. They loved me.
I had a secret on going flirtationship with a guy.
We would pass notes secretly.
"Accidentally" dropping pieces of paper near each other.
He "accidentally" dropped his sweater, just for me to pick up and keep.
We would use secret signs, hand signals, smiles, eye rolls, and make faces when the nurses weren't looking.
He made me feel not too alone.

I had a new room mate a couple days in. She was interesting. She did drugs, and ended up overdosing, that's why she's here.
She wasn't a good influence on me.
Every night at that hospital, we would be given Benadryl pills to sleep.
She taught me how to hide them in my mouth so I wouldn't get caught.
I all of us would hide them, and then spit them back out when we reached our rooms.
She showed me how to pop open the capsule and how to roll up paper and snort that powder. I really don't know what the purpose was of doing it. I did it a couple times, and still never knew how I felt about it.
I stopped doing it because, well I don't want to somehow end up like her; addicted.

I shaped up within being at the hospital. Mentally, I wasn't as bad as I used to be.
I was discharged within a short
amount of time, and boy was I happy.
I finally get to go home.

I was advised to not go back to school right away. At least a couple weeks at home so I can be okay.
The high school I originally attended actually was part of  what caused my depression, so I transferred to a new school that was closer.
That school was already so much better. The people were more laid back, and so were the teachers.
I made friends right off the bat, and automatically was connected with old friends.

What I shouldn't have done, was trust everyone that I called a friend.
That was my biggest mistake throughout my remaining high school years.