Birdy

Ch.4 Recuperating

I figured that I might as well cooperate because if I didn't I would stay in here. And that's not what I wanted. I didn't want anyone to find out I was in here because if they do I will get bullied even more.

I have been here for a week. This week has gone good. I actually like it here. The people feel the same as me. They have experienced the same things. I think I may have a best friend for the first time. I like how it feels to have a best friend. Its like having a sister or a brother that you choose and you can tell your darkest secrets too. Her name was Vanessa. She was a bit shorter than me, with short red hair and almost see through skin.  But the thing that stuck out the most about her was all the cuts and bruises she had. She had cuts all the way up her arm. Most people cover them up with bracelets, but since we could only wear our gowns everything was noticable. 

She told me that she was in there for a year and that she only needed six more months to go. She seemed so excited to go back home. She said that she would do anything to see her grandma again. Since she was the one who had raised her, her whole life. She also said that her parents walked out on her one day and just left her at her grandmother's house on the front porch. She never meet her mother or her father, but she said if one day she would be able to meet them she wouldn't want to. She doesn't want them in her life anymore. It was going good without them. 

I wished I had her life. I didn't want my parents and my parents didn't want me. She had someone for help, while all I had was my pillow to cry in.