A Dead Girl

Chapter 9 Bye Wendy

Today is Thursday and me and Wendy don't have anything ready. I really don't know how well this is going to work.

Knock.Knock.

"Here's your morning meds. Anti depressants and anti anxiety medication"

"Ok" I took the pills a laid back down.

"Umm....do you want to talk about anything?"

"I have two counselors and a therapist for that"

"Well sometimes I think it's better to talk to someone who's not a professional"

"Whatever, what do you want to talk about" I say in a groggy annoyed voice.

"Each other"

"You already know everything you need to know about me"

"Sure I know everything I need to know but nothing I want to know"

"Well what do you want to know"

"Well....what's your favorite color?"

"Black and Crimson"

"Ok what's your favorite animal"

"Great White Sharks"

"What's your favorite food"

"I hate food it makes me feel fat"

"Well I guess that's it for now, your counselor will be coming soon"

"Cya"

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"Hello!!!"

I sighed. "Hi Wendy"

"Are we still gonna try to escape"

"There's no use, I'm under intensive watch and care"

"Hmm....well that's a set back but it shouldn't get in the way"

I looked at her stunned.

"I don't think you heard me, people will be watching me all day everyday for the next like month."

"Ok so we wait a month. You be good and act better and they'll take you off. Then we can escape"

"I can't wait a month!"

"Well at least visiting hours will happen next Tuesday"

"Well Fine. I guess we'll wait"

Just then there was a knock on the door and it was my counselor.

"Well I guess I got to go"

"Ok cya"

Then Wendy left and Ms.Diane came in and we talked. Finally I was free and able to walk around a little bit, but there was still a nurse around me at all times.

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It's lunchtime which means eating. For the past few days its been fine because there wasn't always someone watching me.

I walked into the cafeteria and just sat down and laid back. Then of course Nurse Jamie walked up to me.

"Soo you getting anything"

"No I'm not hungry"

"Ok well it's mandatory that you eat something, wether it's big or small"

"I told I'm good"

"Well on your chart it says you have bulimia so you have to eat something"

"I'm fine. I'm not hungry"