I woke, everything was a blur, doctors rushing, pushing me whilst I lay still on the hospital bed. They were talking so fast, it was almost foreign to me but I could almost make out was they were saying, I closed my eyes and fell unconscious.
Again, I woke, my vision, still a little blurry but I witnessed everything going on around me. Someone said "There was some serious damage done to her back, she will be in a lot of pain, she is barely conscious but you can sit with her.", I look toward the doctor who was speaking about me, the doctor was talking to Emily.
I panicked, I grabbed a knife from a table, I put it under my blanket. She walked towards me with a smile, she pretended to be my friend so her smile to the doctors was sympathetic but to me it was evil. I saw something different to the doctors. She sat on the visitors chair next to me and closed the curtains hiding me from all the doctors, I started crying and she whispered in my ear "From now on, you must go along with everything I do to you.". There was emphasis on "everything" and then, she slid the knife out from underneath my blanket and she slit my arm, five times."Slit, slit, slit, slit, slit" she said with an evil smile on her face each cut she did. I was sweating, heart beating so fast, I didn't know what to do.
Emily shouted "Someone help, she has cut her arm!" And before I could shout, she slit my arm again. Doctors came rushing to me, "she's bleeding out!". "We need to put pressure on the wound!". I screamed, crying in pain. My arm was pouring with blood even though the doctors had put pressure on it. I knew exactly what they were going to think about me, they thought the same thing about me two years ago when I had serious depression. They though I was a freak.
