No one cares anymore

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I awoke to men in crisp white coats pulling me out of my bed.

"We're only here to help you," one of those men said. They tightened their grip on me as I thrashed around trying to free myself.

"Quit flailing you bitch!" The bigger of the men yelled. My struggles weren't getting me anywhere. I yelled for mother and father to help me but they refused.

"You're going to have to use violence if you want to be free," nevangiline called out. I hated using violence,but desperate times called for desperate measures. I struck the smaller gaurd in the throat. I was let go. Then the bigger man grabbed me and I clawed across his left eye with all my might leaving a deep wound bleeding. I ran from the house. The cold November snaked down my spine as my heart beat like a bongo drum in my chest. My lungs were on fire I could barely keep on my feet. They were close on my tail. I collapsed onto the sidewalk and the bigger of the two grabbed me and held me dangling 6 inches off the ground. I thrashed around until I felt a sharp pain in my thigh.

"Here this will help and it'll be all better soon looney bird,"the smaller said injecting some vile "medicine" through a syringe. My body began to droop. Slowly I lost all control and the world around me faded out as they loaded me into their van.