He kept running and running, until we got to his house. He laid me on the porch.
"Are you okay?" He asked me.
"Yeah, yeah, it doesn't hurt, really. It just feels like a pinch, that's all." I was saying in between breaths.
"You need a doctor, but we might get caught. What will we do?" He was pacing back and forth.
"I'm okay." I said loudly. "I'm fine."
He just picked me up and brought me to the doctor.
I didn't want to go there I hate doctors.
We got to the E.R, and the doctors were looking at my stab wound. They called my parents in.
They came in and grabbed my hand. The voices didn't like my mom. They made me smack her away.
"Leave me alone!" I was screaming.to the voices but they thought I was talking to my mom.
The doctors said I was probably still in shock, but my mom explained my schizophrenia to them, which only made me angrier.
"You're worthless. No one loves you." The voices said to me.
I put my hands over my ears and started screaming. I kicked my legs like a kid throwing a tantrum.
The.docrors came and gave me a shot.
I screamed louder.
"STOP IT I'M NORMAL! I'M FINE!" I started crying.
My vision blurred and I blacked out.
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Hate & love
RomanceA schizophrenic love story. It's about the people who hear voices and try to overcome their challenges. There story can be tragic at parts but also romantic and heartwarming. "hate" is a loving and insane boy. "love" is also loving and insane. "Love...
