A.N. Hey everyone, I know I haven't finished my first story... and probably won't... but I'm starting a new one! I have a good feeling about it, so I hope you all like it too. And for other autors out there who don't already know this... If you don't want people reading what you're working on before you post it, put a blank document on the document manager and type on that.
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Epilogue...
Karla looked around the room as she adjusted the rope. She felt fear and anticipation coil up in her gut and weigh her down. She was going to leave everything behind and take nothing with her but her soul. She was leaving forever.
Karla stood on the chair with the rope loosely around her neck with her letter to her parents on desk. She thought it over again and felt tears slip from her crystal blue eyes. This was her decision, no one and nothing was going to change her mind. Karla kicked the chair from beneath her feet and felt the world in front of her blur and dissolve into a blob before she passed out.
The rope suddenly snapped and she fell to the floor, her lungs quickly filling themselves with the air they needed to help Karla to survive. But Karla did not wake up until her mother and father found her the next morning and took her to the Emergency Room...
Chapter one...
Karla woke up in a new room, one that she had never seen before. Was this hell or heaven? It looked too white to be hell, and yet too boring to be heaven.
There were two beds, each one having a brown dresser beside it. There were desks as well, with a light switch beside it. There was a bathroom near the door, and a bolted window. The window was closed.
There was another young girl lying in the bed beside her, but it was too dark to tell of any her features. She slept nearest to the door.
Karla carefully got out of bed and went to the bathroom. The floor was cold beneath her feet. She looked around the bathroom, the walls were yellow tiles and the floor was white tile. There was a large shower in the corner and a toilet in the other. It was just as plain as the bedroom. She exited the boring bathroom and left the room.
Karla walked into a bright room with blue couches and a flat screen TV. There were nurses who looked at her oddly, and others who looked upon the situation with understanding. One of them walked up to her, smiling.
"What can I do for you, young lady?" The woman used a nice tone but her facial expression betrayed her annoyance.
She was quite pretty, actually. She had long, black hair worn in curls. She had dark skin as well.
"Where am I?" Karla asked uneasily. She started to feel scared. Very scared. She didn't know anyone here or where she was.
The woman sighed. "You attempted suicide, honey. You were sent to the ER and they sent you here." She said, the annoyance on her face growing stronger. All Karla could say was a small 'oh'. "So now you're here, lucky you!" She sneered at Karla, "Honey; I don't even like working here. I chose the night shift so I wouldn't have to deal with the kids, and then one of your kind comes along and asks me a question. Well I'm getting sick and tired of it. Now go back to your room and go back to sleep for god's sake and all around him."
Karla ran quickly back to the room she was in before the woman could attack her and kill her. She was tired, so it didn't take muck for her to go back to sleep.
Someone was knocking on the door. Karla quickly hid under the blankets, remembering that the people who worked here were complete strangers to her. She was still scared, and didn't know what to do. She could hear the girl in the first bed getting up and getting ready to go do whatever it was she did.
"Come on they won't let you sleep all day." She heard and was pushed out of bed by the other girl. "Come on, you have to get your folder and stuff." Karla looked up at a girl with pink. long hair, green eyes, and pale skin. She was pretty, but so far had proven herself a brat.
Karla got up slowly and tiredly and stretched. She was tossed a pair of her clothes and looked up at the pinkette.
"Don't worry, their yours, your mother came in with you. She told me to give you your clothes when you woke up. She was crying really hard." She said, "My name is Sakura, by the way. What's your name?"
"Karla, and thanks." Karla whispered, "What are you here for?" She looked up at Sakura.
"Scitzifrenia1" Sakura said, smiling. Karla told her why she was here too. She cried a little bit having to go through it all again.
"It's ok, there are a lot of people who try that here... like... Sasuke, Naruto, Hinata, and Gaara." Sakura smiled at her new friend, which were hard to find in a place like this. No one came for friends, they came to get out and go back home, but the average was about two - three months.
Karla looked up at Sakura and smled, it would be much easier with a friend in this place.
1- It's when there are voices in your head and they tell you to do things that you don't want to do.
A.N. Okay, I hope you all liked it as much as I liked typing it!
I based this story on my four day visit to the Toledo medical center. I went for the same reason that Karla goes, she is going to represent... me.