I realized that my brother is a bully. I need to tell my mom about it. Today I learned to make a box. Box is love, Box is life. I'm writing down my problems and putting them in a box that I labeled "My Problems." I made Narnia out of a box. Also, someone took my pencil. I thought we were watching the movie I saw with my boyfriend on our first date, but we watched Inside Out instead instead. I'm going to bed.
YOU ARE READING
Hospitalization - My Story
Non-FictionI was hospitalized because I was afraid I was going to kill myself. I had been hearing voices and they put a nightmare in my head that I was trying to kill myself at school. I was sent to the ER and then to an in patient facility. I kept a journal w...
