When I woke up, there was a doctor in my room. He held what looked like a pick, and held it up to my nose. As he inserted it, I blew my nose, hard. The object was now gross and sticky, and I paid by a slap across my face. I didn’t care, though. I got up and ran, hearing a gun cock behind me. Luckily, the shot barely missed me as I flung open my window and jumped out, landing on the ground less tha...

The morning was April 20, 2024. Mom committed suicide 3 days ago. I hear my dad yelling-

“Micheal, you weren’t ever there for her! You don’t get a say in what happens to her!”

I pretend to be focused on my phone, which I’d done a lot these days. Usually, I was quiet and reserved, rarely ever speaking unless spoken to- but now, I barely answered someone who was talking.

I hear my dad yelling some...