I hugged my legs close to me, and buried my face on my knees.
"When will I escape this misery?!" I said, as salty tears steamed down my dull face.
"Once you learn your lesson!" Said the guard as he brutally hit me with his thick stick. I yelped in pain, as I fliched.
I quickly stood up, following his strict orders and walked down the hallway, I've been in this horrific asylum for 3 years now, and I will be 18 years old in a few months. I looked to my left, terrified from what I saw, a man was drawing crazy things made out of his own blood on the floor. He creepily looked at me, and he smashed himself towards the cell bars by the speed of light, desperately trying to reach for me as he repeatedly said,"You're sick in the head! You're crazy! Let me take your blood! Bwaaaah!", I was very concerned from what I saw.
Once I got to my cell, the guard opened the door. I just stood there, not wanting to go back. The man started raging, "GET IN THERE!" He yelled, as he grabbed my arm, and harshly threw me inside. I started crying again, now matter how many times I have tried to escape, I would always get caught. All thanks to those stupid guards and security cameras watching everyone all the time.
I don't care what I will have to do, I MUST get out of here, somehow....
..........even if I have to...........
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Behind Bars
HorrorConsidered as a monster. Accused of something she didn't mean to do. Treated like a killer. Taken to a mental asylum. Given useless therapies. Been harrassed. (Y/n) has committed the worst action in her whole life. Once anger has taken over her enti...
