Ghost from my Nightmare part 2

Again my eyes opened and I awoke, but this time I was in a differnt location, a hospital. "wh--y wh-- why am I...here?" I said, struggling to hold my sentence together. "Don't you remeber last night honey?" my mother asked. "You tried to commit suicide, your lucky dad and I heard you screamed so loudly, otherwise we would have lost you. I'm glad your okay." Mom came up to me and hugged me close. I trembeled. this couldn't be happening.

I thought this over in my mind. Was this another one of my vibid dreams? Or was this reality? I observed my mother's worried facial exspressions, my utter feel, the pain I felt in my head. It couldn't have been a dream, it was all too relastic. I pinched myself in the arm just to be sure, and sure enough, I felt a sharp pain when I piched myself. This wasn't a dream. This was reality.

"Mom, I never pulled the triger on myself. Something happened last night. I saw this girl who looked like my identical twin. She had a bullet launched in her head and gorey head injuries. She had a gun, she was the one who pulled the triger, I said, mortified." Mom started laughing. "oh, that's ridiculous, don't be silly." But she observed my shaking, trembling body, the fear tainted in my eyes and my hair, sobbing web and sticky, dripping sweat. She shook her head. "my oh my, the head trama must be worse than I thought, she muttered to herself."

A tall, handsome man with dark brown hair and sparkling green eyes entered the room. "She'll have to stay in the hospital overnight just so we can keep an eye on her, then we'll have to send her to the mental instituine." The sudden shot of anger in my dark eyes caught my mother's attention. "Honey, it's for your own good. I'm only doing what's best for you." What's best for me? Sending me to h*ll is what's best for me? Letting the girl who nearly killed me get away with everything and then punishing me while I was obviously innocent is what's best for me? The only good thing out of getting sent to a crazy house would be the precious time I'd have to think about my revenge.