File 1013:
Name: Liu Vor
Family: Winter Vor (Mother) [currently not seeing him]
Age- 16
Sex: Male
Color Assignment: black and white
Room: The Caterpillar Room
Reason: Trauma(School/homelife)
Condition: Mentally stable at the moment.
Taken in: June 14, 2049, 11:57 A.M.
Release: May 25, 2050
Illnesses: Bipolar- intense mood swings _________________________________________________________________
Notes:
Keeps to himself for the most part. There haven't been too many dramatic episodes for him in the past 3 months.
Chapter 3: Liu
Dear future Liu.
My name- I mean, our name is Liu. We're a kid who was sent to this hospital for violence against people. Just because we can't control our anger, doesn't mean we're horrible. I honestly don't care anymore. What worth do I even have?
My mother doesn't even want to see me. She thinks I was the reason Dad left. It was her fault for being an alcoholic addicted drug user. And people wonder why I'm cruel. I was just a kid. What else was I supposed to do?
I beat up kids but isn't that how you defend against bullies? Mom beat me when things didn't go her way. Nothing bad happened when she did that to me. Why was it that I wasn't able to do the same. I punched and beat the shit out of kids yet I got in trouble.
It took some time to learn that's not how life works. I think I'll just stick to myself for the time being. I don't want to end up hurt again.
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I was just minding my own business. The security guard sent in another girl. Her hair was a beautiful shade of ebony black. She looked sad and scared. Most people here were usually angry to be sent here. I wonder why she was sad. It was none of my business so I paid no mind.
Then she forcibly sat down next to me. I could feel a wave of disgust ride over me. I hate people and social interaction. Why can't she sit with someone else. Ferra or Gart were better. They actually cared about getting out. She could fit in so much better with them.
All I have to do is not look at her and draw. Just draw and stay calm. I could see the girl was shuffling in her seat. She wanted to say something. I guess I should make the first move here.
"Hey... my name is Liu. Who are you?" I asked the girl. She looked at her notebook and wrote something. She ripped the paper and handed it to me.
The note said, "Hi. My name is Ebony." Ebony, huh. Her name makes sense with her hair and all but she seems different.
"So, what brought you here, Ebony?" I asked her. I saw her trying to mouth words to me. She was shy just like me. Wait. Why am I even talking so much? Ugh. I blame my disorder.
"I-i was b-brought f-for vi-olenc-e a-aginst s-some-o-ne." Ebony stuttered. God it was so annoying and calming at the same time. I don't know why she reminds me of someone. Maybe I should keep her safe. I don't why I'm feeling this way.
She's so beautiful. I kinda want to hug her. Hugging someone you don't know is wrong. She'll take this the wrong way. Ugh. My energy levels are rising too much. This isn't normal. I need to stop.
"So, did ya punch some nobody?" I asked. I couldn't care less about what happened. I just seem talkative right now. It's just an increase in my manic and hypomania.
She looked at me dead in the eyes. Her eyes were scary. She seemed like a doll at first but now like someone who could murder me on the stop. Ebony looked like someone from the past. Who was it?
"You really want to know?" Ebony said coldly. She's shy one minute and the next wants to kill me. My god, I screwed up big time now.
"I killed someone." she continued. "I punched him, mauled his eyes till there was nothing. I'm not even sure if he's still alive." What a psycho. That kinda explains why she's here.
"You don't look evil." She blurted. "I don't see anything around you. Not even Sam sees anything."
Okay, who the hell is Sam. I think she's schizophrenic. Only those people are the ones who see things. I remember the twins, Carla and Cally. Those two saw things differently.
"Okay... Just leave me alone now." I said out of frustration. Why the fuck do I keep seeing people like this. I want to get out of here. This place is making me mental. I know it's supposed to help but I can't take this anymore. This girl... She is the one causing me trouble now. I want to hit her. I want her to suffer.
I was about to raise my arm to hit her when I felt a hand grab me. I turned about to see Ray.
"Knock it off, Liu." He looked at me dead in the eyes. His purple eyes pierced through my green ones. "And you, I overheard what happened." He said as he looked at Ebony.
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The Files
Short StoryThese files are the experiences of the patients inside the Lola Mental Hospital. These files contain the stories of eight different patients.