The name of the monster who had ruined my life kept on ringing in my head the whole way home when my dad picked me up from school.
I had tried convincing him to take me to the hospital. I had begged and pleaded and did about everything I could to somehow take me. But he argued that whatever was happening with Anna was between her and her parents. That we would just have to wait to find out what the verdict was.
But I couldn't wait to find. I just couldn't. So the next day, I went banging on Anna's door. Though no one answered and I quickly realized it was stupid of me to do so, seeing as Anna's parents or really Anna herself wouldn't be home.