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The Silent Treatment

Novel By: Cera Seren
Literary fiction

When you're 16, what do you expect? A car? A boyfriend? Prom? Only 2 years of high school left? Yeah. So did Kaelyn.

I want to thank all my friends for help on writing this but I'm not going to say specific names you stalkers! lolz I also want to thank one special friend who showec me a movie that helped me come up with the whole mental institute thing but this story is completely different then that movei! the movie just helped me get my inspiration. hope you enjoy! View table of contents...


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Submitted:Oct 10, 2012    Reads: 35    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Dear Diary,

This is my last night sleeping in my own bed. Towmorrow the mental institute people are coming for me.I can't believe my parents are locking me up. So I don't talk very much. Big deal. It's just who i am. I'm not defective or anything. I'm just... Shy. Right?

Oh who cares? I can't go to a mental institute. Nor do i want to. Who would? If anyone's insane enough to go to an insane asylum on their own account, then they deffinitely deserve to be there. I don't. Why would my mom and dad do this to me? If anyone deserves to be in an insane asylum it's my brother, Max. Talk about having issues. But nooooo.He talks so he gets to stay home while I have to go sleep in a freaky mental institute.

But... I don't think I'm upset so much asI amscared. I'm scared to be leaving home and my family. What ifI never see them again? What ifI die at the mental institute, never to see anyoneI love ever again? What ifI never get out?

I knowI should be telling myself that everything will be OK butI just can't.Maybe it's because I honestly don't know if I'll be OK. Or because I'm scared out of my mind.

All these questions are flying around my brain. Who will I meet? What will my room look like? What will the nurses be like? What will I do in my freetime? What will I do without my loved ones?

That's all it's been, all day. Zoom! Zoom! Zoom! Question after question after question. An now I can't sleep because I'm so nervous. I'm 16. A junior in high school. I shouldn't be being put in a mental institute.

At least I'll have you, Dear Diary.

But for now, I'm going to try to get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.

Love Always,



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