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The sounds of them banging on my door, asking where my medicine went, it made me smile at them. Now they want to care? Now they want to acknowledge me as a person? As a human being? Please, you are only worrying about yourselves.

Yes, what would they say if they found out that a girl tried to kill herself while in your care? I wonder...

You want me to open the door? You want me to tell you where my pills went? What was that? Your calling the police? Go ahead. I don't care. After all, I am just a sinner. Someone not fit for your love. Some unfortunate soul who refuses to accept that she is one of God children.

What as this God done for me? Nothing, thats what. He killed my father before I was even one. He let me be hurt over and over again. He let my mother abuse me. He let me live on the streets. He let my innocence be stolen from me. He has done nothing.

Oh my, I can hear the sirens now. Maybe they do care. To late now to show it, uh. My stomach feels weird. Oh, they in the house now. They are talking to them. What are they saying? Hospital? What about a hospital?

Oh, they got the door opened. Hello, Mr. Officer. Haven't seen you since I was placed here. Thought you said things where gonna get better. What did I do with my medicine? I flushed it...

You don't believe me? Why not? Oh. I have the smirk on my face, uh. The ambulance is here? Why, I said I didn't take the fucking pills! Don't you dare come near me! Hey, why am I being strapped to the fucking stroller thing? I didn't take them! What's with the I.V? Don't be putting fucking needles in me!

Why am I tired? Oh, hello. My name? Ask the nice officer... Charcoal? I have to drink that? Don't you cook with that? You laughed. That's nice. Maybe if I play like I am not trying to kill myself I can go home and die...

Why the E.R.? I hate the place. What's in the tube? It smells like shit with vomit mixed in... I gotta do what? Hell no. I ain't fucking drinking this shit. What part of I did not take those pills don't you understand?

What the fuck is that thing? A stomach tube? Go to hell!

They try to stick the fucking orange tube from hell in my mouth. But I bite it. They stop and get another one. Wait, why are more people coming in? Wait, let me go! Stop holding me down! Get that fucking tube away from my face!

The cold rubber, they shove it up my nose. Yeah, my nose. I can feel it now. Sliding down my throat. Dear god, I'm choking. They pull it up some, the gagging and choking stops. You're fucking sorry?! It went in my lungs? No shit.

Swallow? Why? Fine...

God, I can feel it going down my throat. It feels so wrong. Okay, you happy now? I just felt like I been molested. Yeah, I know... Drama queen, right? Great, they are pumping charcoal into me. I should sue you.

Oh god, my stomach hurts.

What the fuck, this shit taste like shit! God! The fucking tube is hanging out my mouth! What? You got to put it back? Its not my fucking fault you fail as a doctor! Get off!!!

Eww, I can smell my vomit and the charcoal because they pulled it out. Now I have it stuck in my nose. Eww... I am glad I got vomit on you. You and your fucking false smile, and your fucking attitude.

Great they did it again. Now I am in the ICU. No water, no food. Fuck you all. See if I care. Atleast I am alone. No one is yelling at me, no one is telling me I am a failure.

Hello, Doc. Some ice? Sure, my tongue is dry anyways. Tomorrow I am being moved to the psych ward? Fine, maybe I will find some one who will share my pain. Hey, Doc?

I stare at him. He actually seems worried. Thank you. He smiles and throws me a teddy bear. No one should try that, uh? Next time I will think about it...

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The sounds of them banging on my door, asking where my medicine went, it made me smile at them. Now they want to care? Now they want to acknowledge me as a person? As a human being? Please, you are only worrying about yourselves.

Yes, what would they say if they found out that a girl tried to kill herself while in your care? I wonder...

You want me to open the door? You want me to tell you where my pills went? What was that? Your calling the police? Go ahead. I don't care. After all, I am just a sinner. Someone not fit for your love. Some unfortunate soul who refuses to accept that she is one of God children.

What as this God done for me? Nothing, thats what. He killed my father before I was even one. He let me be hurt over and over again. He let my mother abuse me. He let me live on the streets. He let my innocence be stolen from me. He has done nothing.

Oh my, I can hear the sirens now. Maybe they do care. To late now to show it, uh. My stomach feels weird. Oh, they in the house now. They are talking to them. What are they saying? Hospital? What about a hospital?

Oh, they got the door opened. Hello, Mr. Officer. Haven't seen you since I was placed here. Thought you said things where gonna get better. What did I do with my medicine? I flushed it...

You don't believe me? Why not? Oh. I have the smirk on my face, uh. The ambulance is here? Why, I said I didn't take the fucking pills! Don't you dare come near me! Hey, why am I being strapped to the fucking stroller thing? I didn't take them! What's with the I.V? Don't be putting fucking needles in me!

Why am I tired? Oh, hello. My name? Ask the nice officer... Charcoal? I have to drink that? Don't you cook with that? You laughed. That's nice. Maybe if I play like I am not trying to kill myself I can go home and die...

Why the E.R.? I hate the place. What's in the tube? It smells like shit with vomit mixed in... I gotta do what? Hell no. I ain't fucking drinking this shit. What part of I did not take those pills don't you understand?

What the fuck is that thing? A stomach tube? Go to hell!

They try to stick the fucking orange tube from hell in my mouth. But I bite it. They stop and get another one. Wait, why are more people coming in? Wait, let me go! Stop holding me down! Get that fucking tube away from my face!

The cold rubber, they shove it up my nose. Yeah, my nose. I can feel it now. Sliding down my throat. Dear god, I'm choking. They pull it up some, the gagging and choking stops. You're fucking sorry?! It went in my lungs? No shit.

Swallow? Why? Fine...

God, I can feel it going down my throat. It feels so wrong. Okay, you happy now? I just felt like I been molested. Yeah, I know... Drama queen, right? Great, they are pumping charcoal into me. I should sue you.

Oh god, my stomach hurts.

What the fuck, this shit taste like shit! God! The fucking tube is hanging out my mouth! What? You got to put it back? Its not my fucking fault you fail as a doctor! Get off!!!

Eww, I can smell my vomit and the charcoal because they pulled it out. Now I have it stuck in my nose. Eww... I am glad I got vomit on you. You and your fucking false smile, and your fucking attitude.

Great they did it again. Now I am in the ICU. No water, no food. Fuck you all. See if I care. Atleast I am alone. No one is yelling at me, no one is telling me I am a failure.

Hello, Doc. Some ice? Sure, my tongue is dry anyways. Tomorrow I am being moved to the psych ward? Fine, maybe I will find some one who will share my pain. Hey, Doc?

I stare at him. He actually seems worried. Thank you. He smiles and throws me a teddy bear. No one should try that, uh? Next time I will think about it...