Therapy
Today is the first day of therapy for me and it was so boring. But when i talked to the therapist i thought she was one of the creatures in disguise so i stopped talking and i just ran out of the room. My mom had seen me and asked what happened but i didnt tell her all i said was that i wanted to leave and never come back. But guess what i have to go to a group meeting tomorrow. When we had gotten home i just went upstairs into my room and tried to go to sleep but couldnt. I sat up and saw more creatures and started to draw them again. This time it was just creepy creatures so i grabbed my notebook with the creepy creatures and started to draw on that looked kinda like my best friend. My mom had come into my room and saw my drawings. "Get out mom" "Sweetie what are you drawing" "Thats none of your concern" "Are you drawing those creatures again" "Why yes i am can you not see them" "No sweetie i cant" "Then get out" "Ok." Then my mom left the room and i continued to draw the monter that look like my bestfriend.~The next day~
Im still drawing the creature and my mom told me to get ready for my therapy group so i got out of bed and put on a pair of jean shorts and a hoodie with one of my best friends shirts on underneath it. I went downstairs and ate an apple then went out to the car and got in the front seat. I went into the building where my therapy group session was and there was a lot of other people who insomnia and schitzophrenia. I sat down in my chair and i saw the people there as creatures like the ones that i see at night. I feel like the creatures are trying to tell me something important but i dont know what. I stood up and got asked what i was doing except i couldnt hear anything at the time because the creatures i was seeing were taking me somewhere. Someone shook me out of it and i looked and saw a girl who looked so nice and sweet, so i couldnt believe that she had shitzophrenia or insomnia.
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