Trapped Inside Myself SEQUEL

Life changes

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"La la la la la." I quietly sang twinkle twinkle little star in a hoarse whisper as I rocked back and forth twiddling my thumbs unconscious of my actions.

I put a tally for each day I was in here, and I had gotten up to six months, I was sick of the white walls, white floor and ceiling too, the small cot in the corner had white sheets on it too, and the bathroom was all white, the only thing not white was the steel metal door, although it was night and the room was dark, the white still blinded me somehow, the only light was from the full moon casting a eerie glow from my barred window, I new I was in a mental hospital, I also new I wasn't crazy so why was I hear?

I kept humming and la laing the tune softly over and over again, it was the only thing I could do to keep me sane, I made my own songs sometimes too, but this little melody was slightly comforting to me, I closed my eyes breathing in a long breath of clean air, then when I opened my eyes I found myself admiring the scars that had only been a few across my wrists before I came, and then the huge scar that marked my attempted suicide, I laughed sickly at the scar seeing it was the reason I had gotten into this place.

But now my scars went all the way from the tip of my fingers all over the palm of my hands and up almost to my elbows.

One time when I first came I attacked the nurse who first looked after me and then they locked me in my room for 1 week only giving me food and water, twice a day, but that was fine even with the little in this room I found paper to cut myself with and a screw from my wheel chair, I was still in, I guess the doctor lied when he said I might have a chance to gain my feel back some day.

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"Morning." I heard the voice of my new care tacker Rory, he was 28, and the only male care tacker for a female patient since I operantly was to much trouble for the female ones.

But I liked Rory, he actually was nice and didn't treat me like I was insane.

"Hi." I replied hoarsely in a scratchy whisper.

"Another sleepless night?" He frowned asking me, I guess I looked like total shit as always, I nodded, watching him as he leaned against he door frame.

"Can I leave today?" I asked, this was my question I asked every single day, even though I new it wouldn't happen, but I was confused why my family wouldn't come get me.

"Sorry Shane, your stuck with me for today." He sighed, I nodded again in response as he walked into my room and went behind me to push me out, it was my routine.
every morning I would get pushed down to the cafeteria and eat with all the other patients that were being treated for the same as me there were about 20 girls in my area that I was aloud to see and communicate with, the others were either better or worse then me and kept away In There own group.

"What are you going to do today?" Rory asked shaking me out of my thought.

"I'll visit the garden after breakfast." I replied.

I heard screaming from one door as we passed rooms down the long white hallway.

This place wasn't really as bad as it could be, we were free to do whatever we wanted in the day, we could go to the garden, play the piano, play board games and even watch movies, read books, with whomever we wanted that was in our division, of the building.