Crazy - Brittany Richards (classic books for 10 year olds TXT) 📗
- Author: Brittany Richards
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idea why they put that there. The floors were gray and white tiled. All of the colors clashed. And it didn't help that occasionally there would be a red chair along the wall. I have no idea what they were thinking. Did they really think this looked good?
Once and awhile I pass a room where the door was open. Usually it was because a nurse was in there taking care of the patients. No one kept their door open if the nurse wasn't there. We had no reason, and it gave us a little privacy. To me, it gave me a little piece of mind. Like everything was okay for once.
If someone asked me today if I missed my old life, I wouldn't really know how to respond. I do some parts, but no to others. I miss my school, the few friends I had, my sister, things like that. I don't miss my family and especially my mother. I would never want to go back to that. Never. Not even to get out of this hell hole.
So I don't exactly know what I would tell them, though I don't think I will ever know what to. There are just some things, like that for an example, that I have mixed feelings about. That I will never know. That I can never answer with a definite answer. But I realize now, sort of, that I really don't need an answer, because in the end, I have no choice in this decision. I don't think I ever will, and I just have to learn to accept how it is, cause that's just it.
"Oomph," I said as I ran into someone. "I'm so sorry. Please excuse me."
"It's alright, miss," he said. I felt like I recognized the voice, but I didn't look up to check, instead I walked around him. What was with the familiar voices lately, anyways?
I suddenly realize that he didn't keep walking. He just stood there looking at me.
"Hey, where are you going?" He asked, arm outstretched towards me.
I stopped walking. This time I did turn around to look.
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Once and awhile I pass a room where the door was open. Usually it was because a nurse was in there taking care of the patients. No one kept their door open if the nurse wasn't there. We had no reason, and it gave us a little privacy. To me, it gave me a little piece of mind. Like everything was okay for once.
If someone asked me today if I missed my old life, I wouldn't really know how to respond. I do some parts, but no to others. I miss my school, the few friends I had, my sister, things like that. I don't miss my family and especially my mother. I would never want to go back to that. Never. Not even to get out of this hell hole.
So I don't exactly know what I would tell them, though I don't think I will ever know what to. There are just some things, like that for an example, that I have mixed feelings about. That I will never know. That I can never answer with a definite answer. But I realize now, sort of, that I really don't need an answer, because in the end, I have no choice in this decision. I don't think I ever will, and I just have to learn to accept how it is, cause that's just it.
"Oomph," I said as I ran into someone. "I'm so sorry. Please excuse me."
"It's alright, miss," he said. I felt like I recognized the voice, but I didn't look up to check, instead I walked around him. What was with the familiar voices lately, anyways?
I suddenly realize that he didn't keep walking. He just stood there looking at me.
"Hey, where are you going?" He asked, arm outstretched towards me.
I stopped walking. This time I did turn around to look.
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Publication Date: 12-10-2012
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Dedication:
To all those who have been mistreated, misused, and have loss hope. Stay strong and you can get through anything. Fight through it and you can stand on top of the world. You just have to stay strong, never lose hope, and believe in yourself, no matter what!
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