Hope is an illusion meant to convince the broken to keep on living. That's me. Broken.
My father pays heaps of money for doctors at the Norfolk Psychiatric Center to fix me. I've spent six months of my prime teenage years at this residential facility - a place for teenagers who've gone mental.
That's me. Mental.
Just when I begin to feel myself fade away, a boy with a wolfish smile and mischievous eyes reels me in. Julian is broken, too, but he believes in me enough for the both of us. Through him I begin to experience this thing called hope. Doctors can't fix me, my parents can't either, but maybe it's not me who needs fixing.
After all, mental is only a state of mind. It all depends on who's doing the thinking.
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Good YA story