Nosocomephobia

The Paper

"Dear Donny,

This letter if very important. Please read. I assume right now you have just found the locket that your mother has asked for from Heritage Oaks hospital. Don't freak out, I'll explain how I know this. A few years ago from your today, I went to a crazy physic. I went because I wanted to know what to get your mother for our 50th anniversary of being a married couple. By the end of the session I knew to get her that locket your holding. The psychic was crazy. I didn't believe her at first, until things started coming true. She told me I will get into a car accident. I did. This is what broke my leg, and put me in a wheelchair. She told me I would get into a fight with Irene about something silly. We did. I was mad and confused, but now believed in the psychic. As I'm writing this, I have just ended the argument. She is in her room (which you are in now) and I am in the office. This is insane and surreal, believe me I know. But it is happening. Now I hope your a fast reader because I don't know the end of this. Go to the hospital right now. Go to Heritage Oaks. Be fast."

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"Quit it! This can be a lot simpler if you didn't fight me!" The worker told Irene, trying to feed her pills.

"No! No! No more. I'm done. I just want to see my daughter susie. She made me banana bread, I have to eat that not this stupid drugs!" Irene shouted.

Her dementia was making her recall a memory of her daughter who passed away when she was 6 because someone ran her over when she was riding her bike in the road. No one was watching.

Irene had just calmed down from yet another panic attack. At this point she truly can't take it anymore. The next time she sees any doctor in this hospital she is going to do the opposite of what Angelina told her not to do. She thinks she deserves to be punished, because this is what the world supposedly wants for her.

To what she thinks is her advantage, a doctor unlocks her door and approaches Irene. In a dixie-cup were 4 pills. These were suppose to be taken twice a day to help with memory, nutrition, and her anxiety. Rather than taking them, Irene spit on the doctor. A grin grew on her face. The doctor hit Irene in the face and squeezed her arm as she got dragged down the hall ways.

She saw everything as a blur as if she didn't have her glasses on. When she started to reach her hands out she couldn't. Her hands were strapped onto the table she was laying on. She tried moving her feet but her ankles were strapped down too. Her only option left to try was the head. She ended up choking herself, because the ruffians who worked here strapped her neck down. She heard the echo of the door opening and many foot steps walk on the cement ground. 3 doctors were in her sight and one was holding an odd helmet.

Irene was unaware that this was an electrical shocking helmet until the doctors flipped the switch and turned the dial to "Low". The surface of her body felt as if it was burning. Her tongue was tingly and numb; her hands were strongly activated. Little did the poor lady know this wasn't all she was in for. The doctors shouted over the buzz of energy diluting onto Irene's body, and told each other what wrong things she has done. "Spit her lunch on me!" "Get into fights with other patients!" they would say. One doctor even said "tried to escape through her window, twice!".

The doctor standing near the switch cranked it up to "Medium". Irene attempted to scream but the shock wasn't allowing her to. Now both the surface, and her insides burned. It felt like having a lobster red sunburn and then getting pushed under steaming hot water, not being able to get up. Her lungs were slowing and thought she couldn't take it anymore. The small whimpers that managed to escape her mouth we're quite amusing to the mad doctors. They turned their fingers past "High" and went to "Extreme" which was not safe at all. They laughed and laughed as the helmet buzzed and buzzed and Irene struggled and struggled until she stopped. The doctors gradually stopped when they saw the eyes of the lady on the cold metal counter.

They stared at the ceiling for minutes without blinking. The green was losing it's color. The memories they held were no longer there, everything was blank. Slowly, the water that kept them working, left. These were the eyes of a dead woman.

Donny hung up the phone, sniffling up the yuck in his nose and wiping the storm of tears. He couldn't believe this. He wasn't prepared for this to happen so quickly. But also, he was upset that he wasn't fast enough, and thought had made his father disappointed. Donny realizes he is completely alone now. No father, no mother, no girlfriend, no real friends. He went to his room and stayed in there for days.

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