August 19, 1993
Bella had been crying in her new room when she heard someone speak to her. It was a girl about her age, she had the most beautiful green eyes. Bella and Taryn, that's what the girl said her name was, had a conversation. She really focused though when she said that the craziest people were chained. That's why that woman that Bella saw earlier was chained. Bella didn't want to mention that to Taryn. It was silent until Taryn began to speak,
"I saw you in the dining hall, I saw you run out."
"Yeah, some memories of mine got to me and, yeah."
"Hm, well my friend Michael, well I guess I'd say he's my friend, ran out after you did. It was weird. Weird for Michael, usually he seems pretty down to Earth."
So it was really Michael, Bella felt numb.
"Bella? Bella are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"That's good... Do you know what else is weird?"
"What?"
"My other friend Connor was also in the dining hall and he was about to walk out. The only thing is, is he beat the shit out of one of the guards. Pardon my language but it was intense. I'd never seen him act like that. It's been a weird day."
Bella thought to herself, yeah a really weird day. She wanted to know more about Michael.
"So about your friend, Michael, how long as he been here."
"Hm about three months or so... Why?"
Three months she thought? He's been 'dead' for that long.
"Oh I was just wondering, he reminded me of someone. It's not the same person."
"Alright...so if you don't mind me asking... Why are you here?"
"They say I'm suicidal, but I don't think I belong here for that. I'm mainly here because mother didn't want me around. I think when she called this place she made up other things about me. I just don't know what."
"Harsh."
"Yea.. Why are you here? If you don't mind me asking?"
"They say I'm Schizophrenic, that my friends that I have aren't real. They are though. I can see them, hear them, touch them they're not fake. I was just talking to my friend Lisa before we got here. I don't know where she went though."
"Oh. That sucks."
"Mhm"
Bella didn't really know Taryn that well yet but she could tell that her friends really were imaginary. Bella already hated it here. She needed something to do.
She needed to find Michael.
