The First Stage of Prison | Malachai Parker

Prison

                Hello my name is Malachai Parker I know who names a kid Malachai its like the expected me to murder my little brothers and sisters, right? It felt so good reliving them of their life after all the years of them putting me down "get away you freak!" "your an abomination to this coven" and my personal favorite of course has to be "why don't you just kill you self already your life is worth less"

          I use to have emotions till years and years of hiding them and denying them they just went poof one day and they were gone just like my sisters magic when she set me up by saying she would merge with me but like the bitch she is she didn't. The prison world was designed for me I got put in here two months ago and already the loneliness is eating away at me. I fill my days with cooking, working out, and screaming and crying. I know no emotions well I guess some creeped back up when I realized I have to spend eternity alone.

    I start my day off as normal I wake up and stare at the wall of my house and then wake up to make breakfast but this morning was different I woke up strapped down to a bed in a white t shirt and blue pants. A doctor walks in and walks around the grey room he looks at me and pulls out a clip board and starts talking.

"Hello Malachai Parker I'm doctor Jones and you are at Portland's Hospital for the Mentally ill" he says looking at me with a smirk.

"What is this I'm suppose to spend eternity alone in the prison world my family put me in because im not a proper witch"

Doctor Jones looked at me like I was crazy.

"Okay Harry Potter we have rules here, First rule no keeping any sharp objects what so ever! Second rule no touching the other patients here and-"

I cut him off right there.

"patients?"

"yes patients I'm sorry to inform you but your not the only psychopath in here, now rule 3 you eat breakfast at 8:30 am and you eat lunch at noon and dinner will be given to you in your room at 7:00 pm. You are allowed to socialize with the other patients in main room after lunch but you have to return to you room by 5:00 pm or there will be consequences, got it?"

        I nodded and he unstrapped me and left the room, I look around. four walls four empty grey walls the back wall has stains of dried blood on it and a small high window with bars on it. The right wall  has nothing but table and a dirty sink next to it the other walls are empty for you to look at its hard to continue to stare at them for long though the loneliness and pain from the previous patient over whelms me.

     I sit up in the bed and grab my knees and an unfamiliar feeling rises up in me, I stare at the wall and tears start swelling in my eyes I dig my head deep in to my chest and all that Is heard in my room was my sobs echoing against the wall, Was I really crazy? Did my mind just make up all the stuff about witches and vampires? or am I still in the Prison world and my family is creating illusions while I'm in here, Its the not knowing that hurts the most...  

Authors Note- you guys tell me if this is any good because idk if it is lol well hope you enjoyed remember to share if you enjoyed it love yall lots