She sat there and stared at the pills. "Should I, should I not. What will happen. Will they catch me in the act. Or will i succeed." These thoughts kept crossing her mind. All she wants is too leave this earth, to be done with all the drama and all of the bullshit.
"Wake up, sweetheart." said one of the nurses.
"You have to go to group therapy today, so get up and ready."
She sat up and went to the showers. The showers were slightly dirty, but the shower heads didn't work that well. As she started the water all she did was think about the fact that other girls were seeing her, in her bare skin.
She thought they were judging her, and nit picking out all of her imperfections. Tears start to come up into her eyes.
"No.. I cant cry in front of all of these girls" She thought.
She tried to not cry, but it was too late. The tears started rushing down her face. Sense she was showering and the water came down on her face it wasn't that noticeable that she was crying.
She pulled on a towel and ran out of the showers into the changing area. Her clothes were laid out on a a bench. Quickly she put on her clothes and went to an area where the nurses were.
"Come on sweetheart, its time to go back to your room hun."
The nurse escorted her to her room.
Shes lays on her bed and looks up at the ceiling.
All she wanted was for her to be dead.
Why did those girls have to come and find me? Why did they call the cops. Don't they understand at the fact that I want to be dead.
Apparently not.
