I need to get out of this place. I’m getting bored with waking up clueless and bandaged up. I want to remember; I want to know what is happening to me. Suddenly the doctor walks into my room followed by my Mum. They both look concerned. “Now Killian I want you to be honest with me. Are you taking your medication?” the doctor asks. I look at him then look at my Mum. I can’t tell them that I’ve been stashing them in my drawer. “Yes, why?” I reply. My Mum then gets upset again. “Why are you even asking me this?” I ask. The doctor then pulls out a tub of my medication out of his pocket. My Mum then goes into her handbag and grabs a bottle of water. “Take one, please.” He scolds. Easy, I can just hide it in my mouth somewhere. I hold my hand out to grab the tub from the doctor. He places the tub into my hand and then I grab the water from my Mum. I open the tub and pour one tablet into my hand. I throw it into my mou

What have I done? I’ve hurt Penny and possibly lost my child. I need serious help. I need someone to help me. I’m sick of being told I can get better or promising me that I can get better. I’m getting worse! Suddenly my Mum walks into the room. “I can’t hide this from you anymore.” She says. “My new job was here. I got promoted to work here. I accepted it for you to make sure you get better.” She continues. “What? So the reason the doctor knows so much is because you told him?” I ask. “Yes. And the reason we were already at the hospital when you damaged your hand.” She adds. What the hell! After all this time it makes sense! She hid this from everyone because I’m unstable and she wanted me sectioned. She knows my Grandparents won’t agree with this. “Wow…” I reply her. I began to clap my hands and laugh. “The worst Mum award goes to you! You’re sly and nothing but a liar!” as I yell at her. She looks at m

Again I return to school. Every time I go back after an incidence the more nervous I get. I can hear the whispering and the gossiping as I walk through the corridors to get to my locker. Everyone keeps up to date with the news of everyone but at the moment I’m top of the news list.I get to my locker and open it up. A sudden rush of notes come spilling out onto the floor. Each one had different things saying:‘Psychopath’, ‘Girlfriend beater', ‘Nut job’, ‘Weirdo'The list goes on. How anyone can live through this is beyond me. How can people be so damn horrible!“Hey, nut job?” Alex shouts from his locker.I continue grabbing my books out of my locker and pretend I didn’t hear him.“Yo! He’s speaking to you psych!” Xane shouts to me.Again, I continue acting normal and ignoring them.“Go over to him, he’s obviously being ignorant!” D

As soon as I awake, my Mum is sat next to my bed. The look on her face can explain a thousand words. She looks beyond worried.“How are you feeling” she asks as she strokes my cheek.“I don’t feel right. I have a weird headache; I can’t explain it.” I answer.“Well now you have come around maybe the party will help you. I’ll ask the doctor to do a last check on you.” She suggests.I am really not in the right frame of mind to go to a party with a bunch of people I hate.“Yeah maybe…” I reply.The doctor walks through the door and gives a smile.“So are you up for the party Killian?” he asks.“Not really but I’ll go for the sake of making things right with Donnie and his family.” I reply.“Good. I must do a few checks now if that’s OK?” he says as he gets his pen torch.“Why suddenly do I n

I wake up and find myself in a different hospital room. I look down at my hands they’re bandaged up.“Killian you’re awake!” My Mum shouts with joy.I just sat and look at her. I can’t speak as I have a bandage all around my head.“The doctor will