JEANNE

Chapter 9- back again!

I woke up back in the schizophrenic hospital but this time in my a different room. I had on a tighter straight jacket, blue skinny jeans that I used to have, and an insane mask on. The room had no carpet, this time it was just a gray hard concrete floor and a table with a pillow on it for a bed. It had the flickering light bulb above me like that guys room. I guess when I killed that guy and ate him they put me in a deeper more violent part in the schizophrenic hospital. This would've been scary if I didn't deserve it. I knew what I had done was beyond evil and it hurt to think about and feel guilt but at the same time it felt so good to eat someone.

A guy eventually came in the door to take off my straight jacket it wasn't any doctors I knew and he looked mean. Like one of those crazy doctors that did unnecessary surgery on patients. It was real quick, he didn't even tell me his name. He was in then out. I moved my arms around and was glad I could move around. I sat cross cross applesauce and rested my head on my hands and thought about how I turned into all of this thing. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door that threw me off my train of thought and made me jump. I looked up at the door and saw the little slot open. I saw a ladies face in the top square slot and a tray of food sliding in the second rectangular slot under the square slot. "Your food is ready!" She said in such a mean way I lost my appetite. This wasn't the lady I had when I first came here. The lady now handing me my food was treating me like a monster, which I can't blame her. I slide over on my knees to grab the tray of food. As soon as I grabbed it she slammed the slot shut and halfway cut my fingers off. I jumped back. She banged on my door really hard and yelled "CANNIBAL!" I put the tray infront of me and leaned against the wall. I tucked my knees into my arms and put my head in them. I figured I mine as well eat. I untucked my legs and reached for my food. I didn't know what it was but it looked disgusting. It looked like raw tuna, juice, and carrots. I started eating the tuna but immediately threw up. I just realized I was wearing one of my old purple girly girl shirts from when I was like 9. Surprisingly it still fit me. I threw up all over it but wasn't sad cause I've always hated that shirt. I couldn't get down any of the food it was nothing compared to the taste of flesh and blood and I knew that now that I have that taste it's the only thing I will crave for food. I've grown into a monster. If it wasn't for that stupid night I wouldn't be a monster! I wouldn't have these scars! I would actually have a chance of getting out of this place! I pushed the food away and got up onto my cold metal bed. I sat in the corner against the wall and put my head in my jeans again. I slowly drifted to sleep.