Introduction

"I guess we all have somewhere to go, somewhere to return to, and someone waiting for us there." I said staring out the window to all the busy streets and busling cars. "Come on, Ann. It's just the therapist. You've been coming here for like 7 years now. You should be used to this." Steven said. Steven's my best friend. I've known him my whole life since our parents were friends. "Shut up, Steven. You know I don't need to come here, yet you and your mom still make me." His mom is my official guardian and she sure acts like mom does, like she used to, I mean. "Just... One more time... Ok?" He says that every week I come. It's not like I can say no either because he and his mom do so much for me plus they're paying for this session weekly. /It's only 30 minutes/ I thought to myself. "Fine..." I answered after what seemed like an eternity. "But only 30 minutes. No. Longer. Got it?" Steven let out a sigh of relief and a little chuckle. "Come on. It's just about your turn." He said. Then finally the name I dreaded hearing in this place was called. Mine.