"Emily, your back from the hospital!" ,yelled Claire has she came running towards me with open arms. "how ya been ?!", I reply as soon as she got into my arms. You might be thinking to yourself right about now why in the world would Claire, being my best friend, say that . Well indeed I did return from the hospital and indeed I did go to that horrid place with half naked men and women walking around in just a hospital gown, but the difference is that I was not rushed to the hospital for being shot or being attacked by anything, but indeed I went to a Mental Hospital and stood there for about 6 months or more. " Good, but i missed you so much I actually thought you were gonna be there for your birthday.", Claire said as she finally broke our long hug, " Oh really?. You really thought that they would be that cruel?", I asked puzzled with a hint of sarcasm. "No, I just thought thats how long they that you were fucked in the mind." I made my straight face, " That doesn't make any sense ya dumbass."" Don't call me a dumbass.. dumbass!", at that moment i put my hands up and replied cooly, " O.K , O.K you win." And thats what started all this, my damn birthday.