Bad Girls

Part 5

I screamed and screamed. I can't live like this. Living in constant fear. I couldn't take it, I ran to my window and jumped. The breeze hits me hard. A hand came out of no where and grabbed my shirt. It pulled me into my room. It was my dad. My mom was next to him, crying. They must have heard my screams. "What the freak Kenzie??" my dad yelled.

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Four weeks later...

I was in a white room. It had nothing but a bed and a toliet in the corner. No windows, no sharp things. They probably thought I was gonna try to cut or kill myself. But I suppose most rooms looked like this. I was in a mental hospital. My mom told me it was for the best. They didn't even hug me when they left. My dad just looked disappointed, my mom was quietly crying, and my sister looked sad. However, I did know it was just an act, because she grinned when they weren't looking at her. I had no way of knowing if it was day or night, so they dimmed the lights when it was time for me to go to bed. When I go to bed they deliver my food. They leave it on the floor. I don't know why they just come in when I'm awake. I'm not dangerous. I spend my days sitting on my bed thinking of my family. I become very lonely. I count the days. They aren't the most accurate, because I count them in my head. After about a month, a woman comes in. She has a tazer in her hand. I am very confused. "You have a visitor, Mackenzie" she says. "Really? Wow." I say. "However you must be be cooperative" she explains. "Take this pill" she hands me a small blue pill. "What is for?" I ask. "You'll see. Take it now". I do, and I fall to the floor.