I stared down at myself, cowering in a corner. I rocked back in forth, my arms were bound by a straight jacket. My eyes wide with fear and lips mumbling incoherent words. I frowned more as the door began to open. My other self tried to hide underneath the bed, he began to cry. The doctors walked in, covered in their scrubs, also a lot of blood. I grimaced and looked back at myself. He cried and struggled as they pulled him out from under the bed.
He cried hard and kicked his feet. He shouted at the people as they dragged him out of the room. I followed them, looking around. The rooms were filthy and people were tied to their beds. Most very skinny and looked like on the brink of death. I peeked into one of the closed doors. I gasped at the horror and pulled away quickly. Let's just say that the room was bad.
I turned and started to follow the doctors and myself again. I was crying and struggling, but the doctors continued to drag me into a room. It was dirty and bloody. They threw me onto the evil looking operating table. They removed the straight jacket and bounded me down onto the table. I cried and pulled against the bindings.
"Patient has schizophrenia" A nurse said. A doctor hummed in response and put gloves on. Myself on the table cried out and struggled, making the bindings dig into his wrists and causing him to bleed. A doctor turned around and held my chin still. He took a light and looked into each eye. Both were wide in fear as I took deep breaths.
"What's going on in your head?" He whispered to me. I closed my eyes tightly and began to cry again. The doctor picked up a large metal instrument.
My screams and cries began to echo throughout the halls.
***
I woke up with a sharp scream, it echoed throughout my bedroom. Cold sweat dripped down the back of my neck. I whiped it away and laid back onto my bed. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down. I cried silently at those thoughts. I hid myself underneath my blanket and hid in my pillow. The images still rolled through my mind.
It felt so real..I opened my eyes and sat up in the bed. I got out of my bed and made my way downstairs to get some water. I flinched lightly at the cold wooden floor and practically skipped my way to the kitchen. I got myself a cup of water and chugged it. I sighed in relief and rinsed out the cup and put the cup in the dish rack. I rubbed my neck and headed back to my bedroom.
I plopped down into the bed and hugged my pillow. I closed my eyes and laid my head down. I let out a deep yawn before letting sleep consume me.
Only to bring more nightmares, and another sleepless night.