Chapter 9: Reasoning with Reality? or Insanity?
Up late. Pondering, Thinking, Reasoning, and Questioning. I just couldn't grasp it. WHY? I fling open my door and run. Not knowing where I am going even though, it feels familiar.
Feet ache, head throbs, and a door that may hold answers. Gently raping at the door until someone answers the door.
This where my feet leads me is to Keeson. Really to Keeson.
Who else do I have to trust? Just do it already. Maybe . Why are you leaving me short ? Oh yeah you are me.
" Jazris is everything alright?" Keeson ask. " NO!" Is all I manage with to shout.
Without hesitation, I am being drug into this room. As I settle down on this comfy couch I was put on, I take in the room. A desk made of Mahogany wood, red walls, two lamps, three chairs, no computer, and a single window makes up this room.
" This is my thought room at home. This can't be true. What did she love you too?" I say before I could think twice about it.
With a heavy sigh Keeson answers, " I thought she loved me. I really don't know. You will have to read your mom's journals."
Irritated I blush. " Why? What can you tell me? I want answers!" I grumble.
In a whisper, Keeson answers , " I have no clue why. Answers I will give some during our sessions others in secret.Get some rest."
Within seconds sleep over powers me.
Who do I reason with reality or insanity? - Jaz
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The One That Doesn't Misunderstand Who I Really Am
Teen FictionJazaris is being sent off and meets Kialen. Both young and not accepted by their families. Only to be misunderstood by others.
