checked in.

five

"zachy? don't be scared it's okay."

reese grabbed zach's hand on the car seat and held it.

"mom i don't want to even go in this place, it looks like a jail. it has freaking barb wires."

"the patients here are very...different."

zach's mom turned around and gave him an eery look.

"you scream every time you fall asleep, aren't you tired of that? you never sleep without having a panic attack of some sort."

"how do we know this place is going to help me huh? not everything on the internet is true."

zach grabbed his backpack, gave reese a few kisses on her forehead and got out of the car.

maybe this place will help, maybe this place will not help.

the first official chapter will be posted next :) yay