One

A Chapter by J

"Come on milie You have to dicuss this with me" The therapist said To millie who hadnt spoken in the last 30 minutes. The session was almost over and she been dieing for 3:00 to come. The room had no sense of color just dullness. she had tryed many ways to brigthen the room even by putting a flower that wilted the day before.

Millie just looked down she hadnt spoken for sometime now , her mother tryed everything from her going to groups to this therapy. The few minutes passed and the therapist sighed.

"she talk today"? Her mother asked with coriousity.

"No im afriad she hasnt"The therapist said pouring herself some coffe.

"You want some" She said looking at MIllies mother.

"No I dont drink coffe"

The therapist drunk her coffe and Set down the mug.

Millie stood there in the doorway she was waiting for her mother to stop trying to figure what was wrong with her she sighed and walked to the car. Her mother was right behind her. She jerk the door open to the rusty car that shirked when you start it purred when it stopped .

When they arrived home there mom stopped the car and Looked at Millie. She sighed and open the door. She walked down the path that led to the house her heals were clacking on the tile which made her brown hair bonce from side to side.

Mille walked slowly to the door like it was some unknown house she stopped and faced the other way.

"Millie you coming in or no im tired of this bull and so is mom too talk , speak , say somthing your driving every body crasy" ! Millie's sister winter yelled. Winter stood there in the door. It seem like forever till winter finally gave in and walked inside.

Millie walked to the door she closed it slowly. Winter rolled her eyes and turnt the TV on. Millie walked up the steps with no emotion on her face.

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