Home? Never Heard Of It

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I woke up from my "nap" in a corner of the room I was in. The lights were dimmed so I could hardly see anything. I felt that I couldn't connect my hands to my face and that's when I felt that my arms are tied, hugging me. I believe this is called a straight jacket. I looked around and saw that the room I'm in is filled with what seemed to be pillows.

I tried getting up but failed. This time I succeeded and headed towards a metal door. Since I couldn't knock, I yelled. "Hello? Is anyone there?". But no one seemed to be there. After a long time of yelling and no one answering, I decided to go towards a wall on the far back of the room and sit there.

I was then woken up from my sleep by feeling strong grips on my arms and picking me up. They took me out of the room and sent me to another. They made me lie down in an uncomfortable bed. Strapped me around the waist and over my arms and legs. Now this just seemed to be uncomfortable.

"Excuse me, sir? You seemed to have tightened my legs. Can you loosen them a bit, please." I asked politely, but he seemed not to care.

"Alright then." I said and decided to look around. There seemed to be a pretty big machine on the room with stuff I had no idea what they were.

"Hello again Ms.Hoffman. I didn't expect to see you again so fast. I heard that you got into a little cat fight with Ms.Rose earlier today." She looked straight into my eyes arching her left eyebrow.

"More like she came up to me and beat me, almost to death. Then she-"

"That's enough chitchat." She said while putting something in my mouth not making me speak. 

"That's better. Now, this'll help loosen you a bit. Calm you down. But I have to warn you, this'll hurt. On the bright side, you won't feel it after a few minutes." She smiled down at me. 

Right after smiling, she walked off. My eyes followed, but then began to blur. I felt a huge amount of pain rushing through my brain. I felt it trying to crack through my skull. I couldn't even breathe from the amount of pain I was in. I couldn't feel anything. 

Everything just became numb from the adrenaline rushing everywhere. My brain is practically fried by now. The worst part was that I couldn't yell. The yelling was silenced from what they put in my mouth. My teeth felt that they were being shattered to pieces. 

Feeling every part of my muscle tighten. This was going on for hours, or that's how it felt anyways. Once again, my eyes decided to shut themselves on their own.

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I awoke to a room. Not the one that had pillows everywhere. No. Not the room they first put me the first day I arrived. No. This room felt cold. Felt dead. My head suddenly hurt when I tried to stand up. A deep sharp pain to my skull. All the way through my brain. My jaw, teeth, and gums began to hurt as well. 

My vision was blurry. I tried clearing my vision, but no use.

I tried standing up once again, but failed miserably. So I just lied there. On a cold surface that was called a bed. 

After what felt for hours, my vision began to clear up. I looked at the ceiling, but this ceiling didn't seem plain to me. It looked used. The paint was starting to peel. I felt as if someone or something was looking at me.

The sound of the doorknob turning caught my attention. I struggled looking at the door. Suddenly, the door opened and bright lights appeared, hurting my eyesight that I just gained back.

"Hoffman. Get up." I male voice said. I looked at my body and it was straight jacket free. I felt him grab me from my forearm. I felt myself stand, but suddenly felt my face connecting with the floor. I tried getting up on my own, but felt my arms give up. I then got help from the man and got me stand on my two feet. 

I was surprised when I felt myself moving. I wasn't aware I was moving at all. Though the man did all the work dragging me out the room. We, then made a left turn right when we got out of the small room and headed forward, passing more rooms along the way. I began to feel conscious of my feet and began limping on my own.

We made another turn and began to see where we were going. I was being dragged back to the room I didn't want to be in. The room being where it caused me to be in this situation. I decided to call this room 'The Chaotic Room'. He opened the doors and I was pushed causing me to hit the ground once more. I heard the doors shut behind me while I was still on the ground. 

I struggled getting up holding the side of my stomach to where my rib cage was at. Slowly, but surely, I limped towards the same small sofa. I looked around once again. This time, I saw two guards by the door. I looked around and to my surprise, I didn't see the woman that destroyed my face even more than it was destroyed. If I may recall, her name is Rose.

I looked at my surroundings. A lady petting her own hair and talking to no one. Some patients playing a board game. A man seeming to be protesting to a wall. 

Something interesting caught the corner of my eye. Thankfully, it wasn't Rose, but a different woman. An auburn haired woman. She seemed different than the rest.

And somehow, I caught her eye as well.