Run, Away Prisoner

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A/n:this is my first story.. Im only writting this for fun... I doubt people wont.. read this... There might be bad grammars too..... But nahhh whatever..?)

Y/n pov:
F-finally im free.... I said to myself.. I was finally.. Gone from that hell place.. That.. Veryone likes to call hospital.. For people with sick heads...
Anddd.. I was one of those people....i dont really like the place.... I was always left alone in that damn..room..with nothing but.. White.. Color while being tied up like.. An animal.. "Tsk" those damn fakers... Always putting a fake smile.... Sayin.. "everything will be alright"calm down
No bodys gona hurt you here" trust us"pfft yeah as if... Everyday..they will always.. Lock me in a room with nothing but pure whiteness... Honestly...it made my mental health much more worse than before... When..my so called family put me in there... I was just.. A child at that time.. Too naive.. I would always belive my parents words... They would always say to me.. That veryting will be alright.. That they will come back for me... And take me away from that place... I believed.. Them... I trusted... Them but..nobody came... They dint come back... They left me here... In the hands of strangers... That they like to call doctors... I dint understand.. Why they left me there... I was... A good girl/boy... I behave... Like they wanted me too... Ive had enough... Of it one day and.. I finally got... Enought courage.. To ask the doctorwhy my parents.. Left me...

*flash back*


Yn: m-mr?


??? :hmm?



Yn:can i asked... Something.. Why did my parents left me??

??? :because.. They dont want you near them.. Anymore.
Yn:w-what??!! Why? I- did i do something wrong to upset them?!!!


??? :yes you did.. They said that.. They were worried about you being near there...newborn child... They were worried you might hurt them

Yn:... B-but i.. Im.. I would never hurt  my sibling..

??? : *sigh* i think they were far more worried... About your mental health.. Getting even... Worse... The moment.. You saw your brother... You would always have that look of.. Murder.. And jelousy.. Especially when you just.. Start laughing on you own..

Yn:...

(man this story just sucks)

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