Mental Hospitals, Not What You Would Expect

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Well, me and my friend Sarah messaged eachother on facebook about a certain post that I posted about people who would reside with me in a mental hospital. I recently moved from Indiana to Boise Idaho, and miss all my friends terribly. So Sarah and Marissa both message me often to say hi and see how things are going. Well, Sarah and I LOVE to write, and she suggested that we write a short story about our adventures in a mental hospital. Well, we took turns writing our perspective of the hospital rooms and experiences, and soon the story became huge! Well, not huge... but you know. I decided to post this here cuz it seems that everyone loves good reads here... sooo... Sarah Begin! Just to let you know, on my part my spelling and gammar is horrendous... but live with me here please! XD

~Sarah~

Crap crap crap crap crap crap. The guards where getting closer, five buff men all wanting to strap me to a cot because i was "crazy". Newsflash guys im not crazy i just hear things alot things that arent there. I ducked behind a corner and held my breath. All the guards ran past. Idiots.

I tucked the butterknife into the elastic waistband of my white pants.

" Jarett wont find you Sarah." I looked around...no one.

"You arent real," I growled. Voice laughed, "Im as real as Jarett's portal gun Sarah."

yes jarett did have a portal gun ive seen it with my own eyes. At the moment i was trying to find him and my friend Roxy who had a tendancy to take the protocol white cotton clothes off and streak through the compound. We had to escape.I ran through the labryith of halls and ducked into a familiar room my friend Madi was licking the windows as usual and Jarett was in the corner of the room with a very naked Roxy watching a guard fall through a portal repeatedly.

"Guys what the h-"I started to say when i felt a sharp prickling pain in my hip. I looked down and saw a dart protruding from my white cotton pant clad hips, then I fell asleep.

"Sarah." My eyes shot open and I immeadiatly noticed my hands where strapped to the headboard my , midsection was strapped down by a thick strap of leather just under my boobs, and my ankles where also strapped down. My doctor, Marissa , stood above me taking notes. My roommate Kjerstan slept on the other cot in the room. " Sarah this is what happens when you dont take your medicine, you hear voices and have very vivid dreams." I suddenly became very angry,"It WAS REAL!!!!!!!"

"Sure it was hon, sure it was." Then she left the room.

~Roxy~

When i saw Sarahs form collapse on the very white floor of the hospital, I knew they were coming for me next. i quickly gathered my clothes in a bundle and slipped them on quickly. Just to explain, I used to live in a forest were all i had for company was squirrels and other woodland animals. I was always, "Naked," and hated clothes, so when i got the chance i ripped them off.It took a while for me to realize i could not outrun them. i wasin the mental hospital for about 6 months, and the doctors restricted my outside time, and i couldnt exersize much, so i couldnt run for much longer. i pushed myself to the absolute max, but i collapsed from exaustion. the doctors stabbed my my neck with a knockout chemical, and i blacked out.

When i woke up, i was wrapped in a straightjacket that compressed me into a tiny ball. i saw sarah squirming on a bed, yelling at our doctor, marissa, about letting her go. then i saw the doctor give her tranquilizers,(just learned the word,) and she kept still.Then sarah began mumbling about pushpins and knicknacks. Even though the doctors thought we were crazy, i knew me and sarah wernt. I knew i could talk to animals and plants, but the doctors refused to believe me. Me and sarah were the only sane people in a bunch of misunderstanding pieces of slab.

~Sarah~

i was still very sleepy when a teen came into Kjerstan and my room. My eyes focused and I recognized him as Roxy's brother Dimitri. The tranquilizer was still wearing off and It was still hard to speak. He hurriedly explained that he was working undercover..... And was going to bust us out in a couple of weeks. "Do you understand?" He asked me. I nodded and knocked on the wall that separated Roxy and My cells excuse me rooms.  

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 21, 2013 ⏰

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