All Chapters of MISTAKEN: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DEPRESSION. In psychotherapy and psychiatry, a period of unhappiness or low morale which lasts longer than several weeks and may include ideation of self-inflicted injury or suicide. Everyone is a patient but just doesn't know their sickness. It could be physical or mental but no one is a hundred percent healthy because of the toxic nature of life.  Anna stared at the hospital's homepage from the desktop on the corner of her table. It had become a habit of hers to check the homepage every day just to keep herself updated and today the update she had gotten was on the death of one of the hospital’s ICU nurses. Apparently, she had been suffering from depression and ended up taking her life.  Due to the attention the case was getting, the board of directors must have come up with the solution they considered best for the hospital. And that was official

CONFIDENCE. Self-assurance. A feeling of certainty, firm trust or belief. A lot of people are confident about some particular aspects of their lives. For some, it could be in their fashion taste and others in their appearance. It could also be in a particular skill they possess but there's always one thing people are often confident about in their lives as it serves as their strength.For Anna Davenport, dressed in her white coat gave her all the confidence she needed whenever she strolled through the hospital's hallways."This doesn't feel right," Anna muttered under her breath as she stares at the figure directly in front of her. The figure has a red strapless cross-back gown that hugged her body tightly on, a long slit on the right side of her leg, showing off well-toned yet pale skin. The make-up the figure had on complimented the dress as there were dark shadows around the eyes, highlighting the hazel eyes and the red lipstick on her plump lips seem

TERROR. Intense dread, fright, or fear. A specific instance of being intensely terrified. Memories of the accident were the perfect definition of terror for Dylan Blake. It always felt like he was reliving the moment his car crashed against another and his mind never stopped playing the look of dread in Hannah’s expression as she stared at him. Most importantly, he was terrified of making eye contact with those emerald eyes and knowing there was nothing he could have done to save her. If only his heart hadn’t acted up that night, she might still be next to him.  “Hannah,” As the name silently escapes from Dylan’s mouth, his eyes slightly open and the first thing that comes to sight is the plain white ceiling of his bedroom. He releases a nervous breath and could feel a cold streak of sweat slide down his face and his back as his white t-shirt sticks to his broad torso. 

EUPHORIA. A feeling or state of intense happiness or excitement. Most people experience some kind of euphoria while on the dance floor in a club. The loud music vibrating through the whole room and your body swaying to the beat just leaves you high and happy, while zoning out the world and being lost in the moment. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Dylan asks while walking behind Anna as they both enter the club. Disco lights swiveled around the room and for some unknown reason, there were few people on the dance floor. “Any reason why you think it’s not?”  Anna questions while her eyes search for a particular face amidst the crowd.“Just get this over with,” He says as they get settled at the central bar where a tall guy with dirty blonde hair and sleevel

ANEMOIA. Nostalgia for a time you’ve never known. A time yet to be seen but yet desperately yearned for. Growing up, no one ever really paid much attention to Dylan and as time went by, he got used to it. But deep down, he yearned for a time when someone would be so scared of losing him instead of him having fear of being abandoned. The only person that had shown interest and given all her attention to him was Hannah but as it was always him against the world, she was nowhere next to him. Not now, not ever. So watching Anna lay next to him gave him a hint of hope, that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t as worthless as he thinks he is. That he deserved attention just like everyone else.“Don’t bother saying anything mean because I don't plan on leaving anytime soon,” Anna turns her head sideways to get a better view of his expressi