Ward D

by Freida McFadden

It’s that little girl with the blond curls and frilly pink dress.

Shes defo schizophrenic

my Jonas Brothers and Taylor Swift posters on the walls

Okay, I remember. You’re supposed to put your tongue between your upper front teeth, exhale completely, then inhale through your nose while counting to four, hold your breath for the count of seven, and then exhale to the count of eight. And do that three more times.

imma try this

But I must have imagined it. After all, why would Will be going into Jade’s room?

My eyes briefly pause on Will and Jade, standing at the periphery of the crowd. And strangely, Jade’s hand is resting on Will’s shoulder.

keep looking in that direction. It’s strange how the two of them seemed to have some kind of familiarity with one another. Ward D doesn’t have group sessions, and neither of them have been here even a full week. So there’s no reason why they would have become friends during such a short period of time.

Be fr theyre obviously together

Oh my God. Will is Jade’s boyfriend.

Duh

Sawyer was with his girlfriend. The two of them were drinking beer together, and they decided it would be hilarious to go and rob a bunch of banks using their beer bottles.

Omfg

So according to Gabby, who spent a week working with him, Dr. Beck has been an attending on the unit for “like fifty years.” Except the man I’ve been working with all night has definitely not been a psychiatrist for fifty years, since he himself is only in his thirties.

What in the plot twists are going on

The beam of my flashlight first rests on the bed. There’s a woman there. A small woman of around eighty years old. She is staring up at the ceiling, a drop of blood in the corner of her mouth. She is so still. It’s Mary. Mary Cummings. She’s finally joined her husband.

poor lady

I move the beam of light away from Mary’s dead body. But that’s a mistake. Because the next thing the light illuminates is a figure lying in the corner of the room. A male with the frame of a football player, dressed in blue scrubs. And when the beam hits his eyes, they are staring ahead at nothing.

Cameron stawp he was a dick but that sad

“I don’t know who you are, but I know you’re not Dr. Beck.” “You’re right—I haven’t even introduced myself.” He smiles at me and those dimples pop. “My name is Damon. Damon Sawyer. And it’s very nice to finally meet you, Amy. I’ve heard so much about you.”

After all, I would have to be insane to do something like that. THE END

wtf do u mean THE END YOU CANT JUST END IT LIKE THAT