°Prologue°

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I awoke to the sound of soft tapping, and flickering lights. I looked around to see the same white padded walls I'd been seeing for the past 2 years. I closed my eyes,threw my legs over the bed, and sat up. My head snapped towards the door as I heard it creak open. Dr.Heartman walked in, and smiled at me, while a guard placed a dark brown wooden stool in the room, then left. Dr.Heartman had been my doctor since I got here. He was a tall semi muscley man, in his late 30's. He had blonde hair (With gray beginning to grow in his roots),with dark blue eyes, and tan skin. "Hello Noelle, how are you feeling this morning?" He sat on the stool, opened a journal and put his pen on the page ready for my answer. Although I don't know why, because every morning I'd simply say the same three words no matter what."I am fine" "Good" He muttered more to himself than me. "Any nightmares?" He said, looking at me questioningly. "No" He gave me a doubtful look before shaking his head, frowning, and writing something down. "You know Noelle, we aren't gonna make any progress if you refuse to be open and honest with me." He looked up and smiled softly. "I'm just tryin-" Dr. Heartman and I looked towards the door at a slightly overweight nurse with light blonde/white hair. "Dr. Heartman, someone's here to see you?" She said questioningly "Says it's an emergency" Dr. Heartman nodded his head got up, and said "I'll be right there Sarah." Dr.Heartman shot me a smile, and left the room after saying that he'd be right back. I nodded my head, rested my back against the wall, and closed my eyes. Just as I was about to drift off, I heard a loud crash, and my eyes snapped open. I turned my head as I heard Dr.Heartman, and someone else arguing outside my door.The second voice sounded slightly familiar, but I just couldn't place it. I stood, and walked towards the door curiously. As I went to turn the door knob it opened up, and I looked up to see a face I thought I'd never see again. I felt myself burning with all different types of emotions upon seeing them anger,sadness,bitterness,love, but most of all guilt.

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