chapter 1

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"What is your name." The tall gray hairEd man asked. "Rylie." I answer not bothering to look his way, i just face forward.

"How old are you Tyler."

"!4." I reply.

"Okay Tyler, I am going to ask you a couple of questions." He tells me, pausing as if waiting for my response. I give him a simple nod to let him know to continue. "Your mother tells me you have a friend Ronnie, is that correct?" He questions.

I shake my head before speaking. "Ronnie isnt my friend," I Turn to look at him for the first time since ive been in this room, then continue, "Im Ronnie."

After an hour of being asked annoying, pointless questions he tells me he's finished.

The tall man who i now know as Dr. Thorton leads me down the long plain hallway with many turns left and right. When we reach the lobby Dr.Thorton walks past me to my mother and asks to speak with her.

I stare at the floor pretending not to listen but in reality i hear every word spoken between them.

"Did you figure out whats wrong with her?" My mother asks almost immediatly. This question angers me. There's nothing wrong with you. I say to myself but not aloud. "From what shes told me and what i have observed I am certain that your daughter hes dissociative identity disorder. Meaning she has multiple personalities. She changed from one to the other off and on through out the therapy session. Ronnie seems to be the more agressive one. She doesnt control when she changes but Rylee does believe that ronnie does exist in real life." Dr. Thorton explains.

"How dare they talk about me like i dont exist. like i am just some unknown thing inside of Rylees body!!"

"I AM REAL!! I DO EXIST!!" I yell at them knocking a glass vase to the floor as I scream these word which grabs both the attentions of my mother and Dr. Thorton.

"Ronnie calm down." My mother saays taking a step towards me. I am pulled into her embrace as she wraps her arms securly around me.

"We'll have go finish this meeting another day." She tells Dr.Thorton before guiding me out of the office and to the parking lot.

A/N

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i know its short but i got this idea from a story i wrote at school

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