The Bloody Tutu

My friend

It was clear to Anastasia that she wasn't in a hospital, she was in a special place where they treat psychotic patients. Which is known as an insane asylum.
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I have not retrieved my memory of what happened that got me here, but I know that it couldn't have been me controlling it.
I was in my room sitting on the bed with the thin mattress, that was also attached to the bed. My room was bigger than the other patients' rooms. I wasn't sure if it was because my psychoses weren't as bad as the others, or if I was worse. I feel like I was only acting insane when part of me escaped my body, while something else took control.
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Anastasia had two rooms. One where they put her for "exercise, and where they run tests, and the second was where she slept. The difference between the rooms was that her actual room was not padded. The walls were a dirty gray, and the room received barely any light because it was dead of winter, and the asylum was hidden in a forest.
Anastasia was in her sleeping room. Her bad was against the wall, so she was leaning in the corner with her knees pushed to her chest. The doctor had just left to make sure she was in her bed.
A few hours had gone by, and Anastasia was still sitting against the wall, suddenly, in the corner she saw a shadow. At that moment, part of her left her body while something else possessed her. Th shadow grew closer, and was then standing in front of her. The moon light was shining bright though the window, directly on to the shadow. It was a woman. She was skinny, she was wearing a white long nightgown, and her hair was knotted, and curled.
Anastasia knew that it couldn't be one of the patients, because all of them were in smaller rooms protected, so that if they escaped someone was there.
Anastasia reached her hand out into the glare of the moon light directing it to the shadow. There was nothing. She was a ghost.