I always managed to get lost in my mind one way or another as I thought or as I wrote. I was such a mysterious teenager with such a complex life. The more that I thought the more I wrote and pressed my pen harder onto the paper in the journal. Writing was my only way to not get corrupted into the oblivion of my maze like mind. As I finished up my last sentence my mom called me downstairs.
"Lach you're to be late to therapy if you don't hurry up." I swiftly picked up my leather journal grasping it in my hands as I swung my jacket on and ran downstairs. When I got downstairs my dog Plato waited for me wagging his tail in delight to see Me . I petted Plato and cooed at him
"Who's a good boy? You are Plato. Yes you are." As I cooed at Plato he wagged his tail in delight to his owner.
"Hurry up Lachlan I already have to miss a lot of work to bring you", my mom said to me.
"Okay mom I'm coming" I swiftly walked down the hall and closed the door behind me. My mom was waiting in the car for me as I walked down the sidewalk to go meet her in the car. I opened the door and got in the car.
I took out my phone to play music. I scrolled through my playlist and played some acoustic. I started to zone out as I passed trees and houses on my ride to therapy. I hummed quietly to myself as my thoughts danced through my mind. They danced to the rhythm of the song like swans in a lake. I kept pondering about what I wrote about if it was safe to share with my therapist. All my past ones were not the best and didn't exactly support me. I truly believes this new one, Ms. Ashley is perfect and will help me. It was my idea to find a therapist and I search everywhere for someone like her. Soon enough I arrived. My mom dropped me off and I quickly walked inside and went in the elevator to the third floor. I walked in the waiting area and sat and waited for Ms. Ashley, my therapist.
Around five minutes later she told me I can come back. I opened the door and followed her to her room down the hallway. I walked into Ms. Ashley's room and the session began.
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Lost in the Past
Teen FictionThis is the story of a semi true story that I have shifted in some ways, but is still relevant. All the names of the the people are changed but the characters are based off of real people. This story does include mature content so please read at you...
