ISBN-13: 9781938999093 / Angielski / Miękka / 2013 / 408 str.
What would Camelia think about that? I wanted to tell Dr. Crazy that I couldn't be bothered with what Camelia would think, or want, or do. But every time I practiced the speech I crawled further inside what was left of my wilted, frayed cocoon and tried to block out the light. I'd betrayed her. I'd betrayed us both. And anyway, who's to say she wouldn't agree with me? Why is suicide a dirty word? Why aren't we allowed to speak it without being shuffled off to the institution and put on round-the-clock loony watch and forced to sleep without sheets and wear slippers without laces? It's barbaric. Maybe Camelia would understand. Did Dr. Crazy ever consider that? Maybe she'd be exactly where I am if she were here. I knew that was a lie. I wish I could find enough pieces of cocoon to wrap myself up and disappear. I should stop now-they'll think I've lost it and come take me away again. Not that I mind wearing pajamas all day...