Sadies POV,I got home and my mother had dinner in the microwave. “I’m sorry I was so late.” She said to me.“It’s okay ma I understand.”“Who was that boy sitting next to you?” I took a deep breath.“No one,” I said looking down.“Remember Sadie Grace, don’t get too close.” I sighed.“I know ma.” I heated up my dinner and headed up to my new room. I was so sick of moving around, but we had to leave again. My mother set my pills down on my nightstand. I hated these pills they always made me feel like a zombie. I wasn’t sick, but it was the only way my parents could understand me. They refused to believe me when I told them differently. I’ve been in six different hospitals and have been in therapy for as long as I can remember. I have caused a lot of bad things to happen and it was always chopped up to be schizophrenia, but I knew better. I k
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