"No please!"
"Let me go!"
"Please, please!"
"Sedate her now!"
"What is that?!"
"No, no!"
"Hold her down!"
"Help me!"
My memories are blurry, but that's all I could remember before officially blacking out. They put me in a psych ward. Can you believe that?! No wonder why I was never honest with my therapist. I, for one, don't think I'm insane. The doctors seem off, though.
The medicine they're giving doesn't seem to help with my illness. In fact, it's worse! The shadows were always there, and the voices were always loud and mumbled.
"What?"
"Who said that?" I constantly say to myself.
Why isn't the medicine working?! Isn't that what it's for?!
"What if I'm not mentally ill like they say?"
I always think to myself.
What if it's the medicine that makes you baffling? What if stopping the usage of medicine allows you to see the real world? I don't trust these so-called doctors. The patient disappears when the doctor finds out that the medicine isn't working. I know the patient leaving is a possibility, but it can't be, since the patient never visually leaves.
They disappear inside the psych. I go to ask the secretary about a girl I knew.
"What happened to Julia?" I asked.
"Oh, she left yesterday." The secretary said.
She didn't even think about my question.
"But I never saw her leave."
"Well, maybe you just missed her."
But I was in the front all day. I couldn't have possibly missed her. If she left, why didn't she leave through the doors? Oh my God, is she dead?! I return to my room anxiously.
"Get out." A mysterious voice said.
I turned quickly, examining the room. I couldn't find a single person.
"Oh no, they're starting again." I said.
I hated when this happened. It was always so confusing and nerve wrecking.
"Get out." The voice said again.
Only this time, the voice sounded more familiar. Was it Julia? No, that can't be possible! But what if it is? Why is the dead talking to me?
At least I think she is. I don't think she'd be able to talk to me without actually being present.
"Julia?" I said, stuttering out my words.
"Get out before they get you!" Julia whisper yelled.
"Before who gets me?"
"The doctors."
"Don't trust them."
"Wait what?!"
I never expected someone to actually say "don't trust doctors." I've always thought it was just me, but it's clearly not just me.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"The doctors-"
Before she could say anything, Dr. Elliot came in, almost scaring me to death.
"Who are you talking to today, Devi?" Dr. Elliot said.
"No one." I said, almost yelling back.
"How are the voices today, Devi?"
"Oh, y'know the normal amount."
"Mkay."
"Is the medicine working?"
"Yes!" I said.
With that, he left. I guess they're checking on us. I wonder why Julia stopped talking. Only I can hear her. There was a sudden knock at the door.
"Come in." I said.
"Hey it's time for your medication." Dr. Robin said.
"Ok." I said.
I absolutely dreaded taking medication. Medication doesn't even work. It makes me miserable and numb. My reason for taking the medication is completely worthless. But I would not tell them that.
Dr. Robin handed me my medication. I took it and pretended to swallow it. When the doctor left, I spit them out instantly.
"Worthless pills." I mumbled under my breath.
"Hey." a random voice said.
I turned instantly, looking for whoever said that. There was no one. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a girl. It was Julia. But she was pale and sickly looking.
"Julia." I said in a worried tone.
"Get out of here." She said.
"What?"
"Get out of here, Devi!"
"I don't understand."
"What happened to you?!" I said, trying to get some type of answer.
"The doctors aren't who you think."
"They killed me."
"What?"
"Why?"
"The medicine wasn't working."
"I could see the real world."
"The world they don't want us to see."
"What world?"
"Find out for yourself."
"But get out of here first."
After that, she left.
Thanks to meh bestie for helping me come up with names. Sorry for not uploading. I uh fell off a cliff🤪.
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