How could they take care of him, if I'm here too? They won't be able to, I need to leave.
It just wouldn't be possible for them. I'll just have to be careful and alert. But that's alot easier said than done.
You wouldn't really understand my standpoint, you just wouldn't, you couldn't.
It's so realistic, the imaginary. Can you even decipher real and pretend, i can't.
Please, just get rid of my problems, let me have a stable home. Somewhere people don't have to overwork.
Calm down. You're fine.
"No I'm not."
Just stop, take a rest. I'm trying to help.
"No you're not, you wouldn't be here of you were."
I could be giving ridicule, but I'm not.
"That isn't really much help." I say annoyed. "Just leave me alone."
I'll stop helping you then.
"Thank you."
I heard a knock on the door,
"Is everything alright?" I hear his mom say.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks."
"Okay, just tell us if you need anything."
"Actually, um... What did you do with him?"
"Nothing really, he's still here."
"Alright, thank you."
"Of course. Bye."
"Bye"
I still lay on the bed. Going over most of what had just happened.
"What went through him?" I thought to myself, aloud.
A/n: Hey.. sorry for a short chapter. I was out of ideas... Thank you for reading
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Hate & love
RomansaA 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...
