A little something "Lisa" Lauren said immediately as I answered the phone. Her voice was quiet and cracking. "Hey, how are you" I asked my little sister. "Can you please come and pick me up?" I sighed. "You know I can't" "Why not? I wanna go home. They want me to talk about everything. And I don't wanna talk. I can't talk. I just can't" "You have to try, Laur. You have to get better." "But I won't. Not in here. Lisa, I'm scared." "I know you are. But you will feel better, I promise. Just give it a try." "Please pick me up." "Don't ask me again. You know I can't." "But... but you promised me you won't leave me again." "I know. But I have to do what's best for you." "It's not. Please keep your promise. I need to come home. You promised." "I'm sorry." "I hate you" she whispered. And with that she ended the phone call.
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