It was now Day Two in Buttler Hospital and the room was pitch black. Wallflower sobbed a little into her blanket.
"I can't do this." She cried, "I'm not ready to turn my life around, I just want to go home."
She cried for about two more minutes then Lou walked into the room.
"Wallflower?" She whispered, "Are you okay?"
"No, I don't want to stay here." She cried as Lou sat down.
"Wallflower," Lou said trying to comfort Wallflower, "I know this is hard for you but we can make it easier."
"I don't know if you can I'm a horrible person." Wallflower sobbed.
"Don't say that." Lou said.
"I know what I did." Wallflower moaned.
Who am I kidding I can't continue with this. I'm done with writing.