The Insane Are Just As Sain(black Butler Fan-fic)

new room= new prison

The crazy men dragged me into the doors of the place after taking off my blindfold. I struggled trying to read the sighn, but my reading abilities are now long gone, I can't even spell my own name, sad, I know.

While the men pulled me I also saw my reflection in the widow of the place that was soon to be opened.

What I saw disgusted me, but also frightened me. I was wearing a tattered pair of shorts that were the color white, but we're faded and had a bit of yellow melted into it making it look old and rotten. I was wearing a tank top that was also tattered and it seemed to big, even though it seemed like the smallest kid size you could get. But the horrifying part of it was the actual person in these clothing. My blond hair was tattered and messy, while my eyes, well, one was a bright green, while the other was a bright yellow mixed with orange. No light shined on them as my pupils were small, but still a decent size.

But my body, (the men let you go so you could look at yourself) it was in horrible shape. I pressed down my shirt to the size that matched your stomach, it was like bones, just bone, but the skin just seemed to be a thin blanket that stuck to your body like glue, that would soon give out if you didn't eat. My arms were skinny too, like you could fit your whole fist
around my writs. My legs looked like sticks, and my cheeks caved in. I shook and fell to my knees, screaming. I screamed and screamed clutching both writs to my chest as I screamed my heart out. The men all ran around scared that I would hurt them, but how could they think I could do that in this state. I looked up again at the window and saw my face, tears glittering in the moons light as the sun was to soon rise.

I weakly smiled and felt as if I had been stabbed, and fell over to my side curling up in a fit of giggles as my body shook with both fear and hysterics. The men quickly stood up and carried me away into the new hell on Earth. I looked at both men and sighed, "they think I'm crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm a good girl I swear, I won't hurt anybody, I promise, but I honestly I don't know, should I die, should I live, I'm not crazy I'm NOT CRAZY!!!!" I mumbled but got louder and laughed but soon turned to whimpering. The men looked terrified and picked up their pace. Heading at swift (sanic) speeds toward the room (gotta go fest).

We then ended up in front of a room after many lefts and right turns. The door had several locks in place and had one way glass, so that means you wouldn't be able to hear or see them unless they still wanted to test on you.

They opened the door and threw you harshly against the padded floor hitting your head on the padded wall.

"Like I say, a new room, a new prison." I said before curling up in the corner of the room.