2000

1. I'm not Crazy

Yeji's

"LEAVE ME! PUT ME DOWN NOW! MOM, TELL THEM TO RELEASE ME NOW!" I was yelling at them but they are not even listening to me.

"This is the best for you, honey. I'm sorry, you're sick!" Mom said

"She's crazy, she's sick and crazy. Get her out of here as soon as possible." Dad interferes while Mom and I are talking.

"DAD! I'M NOT CRAZY! WHAT DID I DO?" I was questioning my whole existence what did I do wrong.

The straight jacket limited my movements, but my head was struggling, I was losing my voice from screaming so much, trying to explain myself to them, I wasn't crazy, I wasn't sick and I was sure about that.

"Mom, you know I'm not sick, believe me, please" My voice cracked while I was begging them to not let me go.

"Don't try to make your mother's head, Yeji! You need treatment, I'm disgusted with you, you mental patient. What are you waiting for to take it? Come on!" Dad said

The van door was closed along with my screams. Why didn't they believe me? Heavens what had I done wrong?

The tiny window of the van gave me a view of my parents, who were slowly moving away, I realized that my screams were useless, I had better stop screaming before I lost my voice. I tried to free myself, but it was no use.

"It's no use trying to run away, princess" one of the men said, my stomach turned to hear his voice, a disgusting old man who looked at me with pure evil in his eyes, I felt that I think we can start the treatment right here.

My eyes widened as his hands started to unzip his belt, coming towards me quickly and lowering his zipper. Did I go back to screaming, struggling, why me? Why did I have to go through that?

What had I done?

" Hey! Don't do that or you'll get us into trouble! We're already there." Save that dick of yours now or I'll shoot him and you! What the fuck, it seems like he only thinks about sex!

A huge house, a house that scared me, it wasn't my house, I wanted to go home. They tied me to a stretcher and pushed me into a white room, so white it hurt my eyes, I was thrown literally on the floor, like an animal, like a completely contagious virus, like a nobody.

They took off the straight jacket I was wearing, then locked me in that room. I was curled up, with my head between my legs, I was so anesthetized I couldn't cry, I didn't know what was happening.

I heard a noise, the door opening next to it a woman came in with a glass of milk and a plate in her hands, she looked at me with pity, and when she approached I crawled to the other side of the room, afraid she would try too hurt me I was shaking frantically.

"I won't hurt you. Are you hungry?" I continued to stare at her, my eyes so wide they could roll away " Right, I'll leave it here, for your sake, eat what you have here, the exams will be worse if you have an empty stomach."

Her hair was long, black, and she was tall, with a soft voice, and deep-set eyes. With secrets.

She left leaving me in extreme silence, I crawled back to the plate, it looked like a green goo that didn't smell at all, and that made me throw up in the same second.

I pushed away that plate and that glass of milk, now returning to my state and crying everything I hadn't cried before. What would happen to me? I would die?

Would you die for kissing a girl?

A long time later the same woman came back with a clipboard in her hand and with two men at her side, they tied me up once more on the stretcher, but I think I was so weak that I didn't try to fight.

I continued with my eyes glazed over everything, a giant hallway, a dark room with a horrible smell.

A strong light fell on my face, making me turn my head, I was placed in a chair, still tied, a glass screen where on the other side there was the dark-haired woman and several other people, who seemed anxious to see what happened. what would happen to me?

The woman approached the glass, pressing a red button, a loud sound filled the room making me close my eyes, my eardrums would burst if that sound didn't feel like it, it was hurting, a lot, and I couldn't even protect them with my hands, for they were bound.

"STOP PLEASE!" I screamed as loud and loud as I could, and in the same second, it stopped. Everyone through the glass noted something except the dark-haired woman.

After a while two women who looked like nurses put metal gels on each side of my head, desperation welling up inside me as a man on the other side of the glass stood up ready to lower a lever.

My body started to convulse, I felt soft and weak, and I heard only a scream asking to "stop" my eyes did not open, and even with extreme movement there I couldn't wake up.

I woke up with my body completely sore, in another dark room, but this time I was in a bed, there was a small window in front of me, I tried to sit up but everything hurt.

A thread of light appeared through the crack in the door, and there I could see the dark-haired woman staring at me.

"You didn't eat what I brought you earlier, did you?" I looked at her with so much anger, that my eyes could shoot flames of fire, I just wanted to go home.

"Do you like sandwich with grape jelly? I know, that soup didn't look very appetizing, don't let anyone know I brought you this" she placed a glass of orange juice on top of a nightstand next to a sandwich. "I know you're scared, but this is your new home, Yeji."

"Why?" I asked hugging my legs again. "What did I do? I'm not crazy! I'm not sick!"

"Try to get some rest, too much information for one day" she replied coldly "And please eat what I brought if you want to stay alive" and then the only light that was provided disappeared when the door closed.

And the only thing I thought was I'm not sick, I'm not crazy.

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