Cover made by @moonraess. "I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go." -Genesis, 28:15. Everyone dreads the words, "Your Mom's gone," but for Rachael Winters, this has become an unexpected reality. She has to deal with this at an early a...
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Some additional music for you to listen to this chapter:
Songs for the chapter:
-Dear Diary by MikelWJ,
-Courage by SuperChick.*
*Important note-These songs can and might be triggering to readers regarding eating disorders & depression. I'm trying not to make fun of people with eating disorders. I'm trying to bring awareness to anorexia and bulimia. Thank you for reading/voting/commenting/adding these books to your library.
Now, to continue with the story.
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Relapse. All I think about is relapse, Rachael thought. I know I shouldn't this way.
Robert texted me, interrupting my thoughts.
Robert: Hey. Doing anything?
Me:Sitting here & worrying about relapse, how about u?
Me: How was your French exam? I hope it went well. I think I need to get a therapist. These thoughts are happening too often. I can't afford going into the hospital again. I need to talk to someone.
Robert: That's an excellent idea, actually. I've been meaning to talk to u about a possible relapse. A 2nd 1. Anorexics can get them. They're very common.
Robert: My French exam went very well. How about ur English 1?
Me: Good, I guess.
Robert: Good, u guess? I need to buy a girl's dictionary.
Me: Very funny, Mr. Meet me in the common room. Going 2 call a therapist 2day, but 1st, calling my mom 2 tell her. O, wait, Mom's dead. Guess Grandma can handle it.
Robert: U mentioned ur mom. R u alright? I think it's common to do that, especially since ur dad's in the hospital & Steven...what happened to him again? I try. U just seem upset, & I'm trying to understand & comfort u in the best way that I can. We'll get through this together, honey.
Me: Yes, I'm fine. Still a little discombobulated, that's all. Steven's in Georgeden, Walkshire. He's w Grandma & Grandpa.
Robert: Just making sure ur alright & fine, that's all. Oh, wow, where's Walkshire?
Me: Farrington, about twenty miles from here, so he's pretty close. I'm glad he's safe.
Robert: Ur right. That is close.
Me: It is. G2g. Study time.
Robert: Ok. Talk later/c u @ school?
Me: Of course. Talk later & c u @ school. :)
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Biology test, got to study. I thought to myself. I started studying the same terms that I had written a few days earlier on Learn It! Here're my results:
34% , 69%, 45%, 64%.
Great, I thought. Just great.
No matter how hard I study, I can't help but think of Dad dying. Mr. Caston, my Biology teacher, knows about the death of my mother, but not about the possible soon-to-be passing of my father.
I'm going to talk about this with him tomorrow. I decided that, quit studying, and went to sleep.
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The next day...
I got four texts from Robert last night:
Robert: Hey.
Robert: How's the studying going?
Robert: Hope u're doing okay.
Robert: I'm here 4 u as long as u need me. Y rn't u responding? Must be sleeping, I guess. Good night & sleep tight, honeybee.
I finally responded:
Me: Yes, sorry, I was sleeping. I hope didn't worry u 2 much. Studying's going good, hbu? Gn, & sleep tight, sweetie.
I had a talk with Mr. Caston.
"Hi, Mr. Caston."
"Hi, Rachael, how are you doing?" Mr. Caston asked.
"Not so good." I said sadly.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you remember how my mom passed away?"
"Yes, I do."
"Well, my dad's been going through rough patches. He only has a forty percent chance of living. I'm really scared. I don't know what to do."
"If you need anything, I'm here. I'm really sorry about the rough patches he's going through. I don't know what to do either, actually. Maybe talk with Principal Yen about this."
"I will, Sir, thank you."
I left.
I decided to go to Principle Yen the next day. I'm hoping things'll work out.
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After a few hours to myself, I felt better and stronger. I decided to attack the Biology homework (the massive homework load of a high schooler) and still working on the makeup work that has to be done by June 12, the day school lets out. I've been given extended time to do it due to the extended time I was in the hospital.
I can still remember what Mom told me:
Remember, you can and you will do everything in your power to conquer anything that's difficult in your life. People will be able to help you, but first, tackle it yourself. Stride to be the best. And always remember this: your father and I love you.
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A/N-Some differences in this chapter! Spicing it up a bit, what do you think? Did I do well? Do you like my new dividers of the chapters? I hope you do. I got them on the "Symbols" tab in Docs.
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