Isolation

Final Chapter

I'm a brat, I repeated as i rocked myself in the plastic blue colored cafeteria seat. Was I contemplating trying to do less of a sentence of punishment because i purely felt entitled to it? Exactly. I hated knowing my answers to my own questions like the back of my hand. It ate at me like a parasite that I had no antidotes for. The farther obsessed I got with trying to figure out myself, the more walls of denial layered. As this built up as anger throughout the course of the meal, an argument between the janitor and a camper broke out. As we noticed the stain colored T shirt the camper was ferociously lassoing in front of the employee, Dr. Anderson was quick to make it a point that this incident was intolerable. The whole crowd was mumbling around that Brady was a champ and he would soon accumulate a cult to lynch the staff. I watched myself slip out of the word bubbles spreading like a virus throughout the  cafeteria, and into the stillness of a cotton candy sky  sunset near the bunks, breathing heavy with tears forming. I admitted this was only a introduction to the drama that would overtake any ones hope of changing, and that feeling came out through the hot, stale toxic air from my lungs into the fresh air of the innocence of the ever present comfort of Mother Nature's hug. Dismissing the fact that there was nothing I could do about where I was, continued to be the hardest thing I was battling with at Boot camp.
As time passed on, Boot Camp became just a distant memory. Mother was dismissed of duty on campaign of Hivemind and sent to a rehabilitation center. I worked on being content with my sister's choices, my own and Fitz's to put Mother there. It seemed very abrupt, but I had known for a while that Mother needed help, and seeing how I had already had more help than her in the short years I have lived, I knew it was her time. I had realized for once it isn't all about what is best for me that people tell me is; that eventually what is best for me will come my way. I am now planning what it will take to survive. Scarecrow was always only a field away, not that I wasn't up to moving anytime soon. Who knew what was in store for me? I can only do one thing...find out.