I walked up to the door, opening it and walking in, but I was surprised at what I saw.
Two men and my mother talking, they stopped and looked at me.
"Clare," my mother said with a too eager smile.
Something bitchy has my mom written all over this.
"This is Mr Robertson and Mr Kingston, here to escort you to a place for you to be helped."
"Yes," one of men said stated, "We're here to take you to the psychiatric hospital."
At that moment I could have sworn I saw my mom's smile grow wider.
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And at that moment I could have sworn I saw my mom's smile grow wider.
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Imaginary Friend
Teen FictionClare was told she was crazy since she was in third grade. Everyone thinks she is crazy when she claims to have a friend named Alex that only she can see. She knows she's not crazy, but that doesn't stop what everybody else thinks. Now, a freshman i...
