Maybe Crazy

Chapter 9 - Check Up

I walked with no sense of direction as I tried to find room 63. Doors were scattered along an endless hallway, numbers plainly painted on their windows.

Pausing in front of the faded 63, I stared through the small square of glass above the door handle. White walls enveloped the room beyond the door and was littered with a bounty of medical tools. I suppose they are ready for anything here.

The door opened and I jumped back in order not to get hit by the door.

"Good morning," A woman, shorter then myself, greeted me. "I suppose you're Elizabeth?"

"I am."

The lady moved out of the doorway and gestured to the white room. "Come on in and take a seat in that chair over there." She pointed to a chair in the far corner of the room.

I listened to the woman and took a seat in the stiff backed chair and wiggled restlessly, trying to get comfy. Shiny metal created counters around me where I could see tools that could be in a dentist's office.

A few minutes later a tall salt and pepper haired man strolled into the room, smiling broadly at me. "Hello, Elizabeth!"

"Hi." I could not express the same fondness in this present place and time.

"Today's check up will be brief and to the point." The doctor told me. "I'm going to ask you a couple of questions and I want you to answer them honestly, okay?"

I breathed a sigh of relief. No physical examinations today. "Okay."

"Good. Now, I've been told by your parents that you have reoccurring nightmares. Can you tell me about them?"

Shifting nervously I twisted my hands in my lap. "It's hard to explain..."

He chuckled. "It's okay, my dear, I have probably heard worse."

I frowned at the ground below me and slowly began to tell him. "My dreams... Are sometimes vague and at other times they are so real that I can feel things."

"What sort of things?"

"There are dark, swirling masses kind of like shadows that..." I paused, biting my bottom lip.

"You can tell me anything, Elizabeth."

"It... It feels as if the shadows want something from me or want me to do something..."

"Why do you think that?"

Silence tore at the air for several seconds.

"I don't know," I whispered. "I can just feel it, deep down."

"I see..." The doctor scribbled determinedly on his pad of paper. "Is there anything else that bothers you? Other then the dreams?"

Images raced across my mind, reminding of the times I had seen shadows move when I was awake. I decided to keep this to myself. For now.

"No, nothing." I stared at the wall behind the doctor.

"Okay," he said, obviously unconvinced by my answer. "When did your nightmares start?"

Shuddering, I answered, "They started when I was ten."

Nodding, he wrote on his papers some more, then looked up. "I think that will be all for today, Elizabeth. Please come back during the same time next week."

"Sure," I replied and got out of the white room as quickly as possible.

Running my hair through my fingers, I walked back the way I had come. Rather then going to class, I opened the doors leading to the back of the hospital. I took a deep breath in and stood silently in the sunlight.

My eyes cast around the open yard, seeing what I had not seen on the night that I had played soccer in the dark. Tall, cement walls surrounded the perimeter and tiny, gleaming specks ringed the tops. The specks are most likely barbed wire.

I scowled ominously at the walls, cursing the fact that I felt like I am in a prison instead of a mental home... Either way, I still hate it.

I trudged down a path and found a group of trees not too far from the gym. Slowly, I sank to the ground, leaning my head against one of the trees broad trunk.

What I wouldn't give to be far away from here and back to my normal life...

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Author's Note:

Sorry it's so short and took so long! :S Math is lterally sucking up all of my free time for now, but not for too much longer as I get back into the groove of actually having homework ;)

<3 ~BlueMidnightstar*