Wasting in the Rain

Chapter 8: Rachel

They closed the door.

I screamed and cried.

I didn't understand.

What was happening?

I felt as if someone was controlling me. I was doing things I didn't want to do. It felt strange, and I didn't like it.

I finally stopped acting that way later. I was unable to talk. I was tired. I didn't want to hurt anyone. I didn't want to stay there. I wanted to see Sam. I wanted to move my arms. I wanted to look outside of a window.

I was sad. I was very sad.

The door opened, and Dr. Harris came in. He had something in his hand.

"Hi, Rachel. Have we had a bit of an eventful day?"

I sniffled on the bed.

"Can I sit next to you?"

I nodded. I was still very sad. He sat on the bed next to me.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

I didn't know how to tell him. I had no words.

"Can you tell me how you feel?"

"Sad."

"Why are you sad?"

I sniffled some more.

"I bad girl."

He had a strange look.

"Why were you a bad girl?"

I shrugged.

"Were you mad at someone?"

"No."

"Did something scare you?"

"No."

"Were you confused?"

"No.... Yes."

"Okay. What were you confused about?"

"I a-a-am confused."

"Alright. What are you confused about?"

"Why I bad girl."

"You're confused about why you were a bad girl? That makes two of us, then. Tell me about your day. What happened after you ate lunch?"

"Af-ter lunch... I nap."

"You took a nap?"

"Yes."

"That's good. Anything else?"

"Woke up. Was... Was bad girl."

He nodded his head and stood up.

"No.... Stay, please."

"I'll be back in just a minute."

"Stay, no leave, stay..."

"I promise I'll be back."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

He left for a few minutes and came back.

"Come with me."

"Where... Where going?"

"Back to your room."

"Wait... Arms..." I tried to stand up, and lost my balance. He helped me stand up, and brought in the lady who tied my arms.

"No... No, I good girl..."

"I know, sweetie. I'm sorry. I'm going to untie you," she said.

"I good girl."

"I know."

She went behind me, and I tried to get away. Dr. Harris held me in place as she untied my hands. I was able to move them, and I gave Dr. Harris a hug.

"Thank you," I told him.

"You're welcome, Rachel. You're a very good girl."

"I go back room?"

"Yes."

He took me back to my room and I took a shower with some help from the nice ladies - er, nu-rs-es. After my shower, they brought me soop. Em-ma came and we learned words. Fe-el-ings, she called them. I learned fe-el-ings, and we learned words about fur-ni-ture. I re-memb-er bed, ta-ble, and oth-ers. Em-ma made me write sen-ten-ces, and I read my sen-ten-ces to her. She is nice.

Bef-ore bed, Lisa comes with Sam. I hug Sam.

"I miss you!"

"I missed you too, Rachel. I love you so much."

I look down and see his hand is not on his arm.

"Where ha-nd?"

He looks sad.

"I don't have a hand there, Rachel. But look, I have the other one."

I look at his arm with no hand. It makes me sad. I give him another hug.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Rachel. I missed you so much."

Sam went with Lisa, and Em-ma finished learning with me. I went to bed.