Call me Isla. Pronounced eye-la. My mum named me that after her favourite book character. She always said that it's unique, and one of a kind, like she imagined I would be. She was right. I am one of a kind. But not in the way that you might imagine. I'm not some super rich celebrity, and I don't have the rare ability to twist my body into magical and abnormal positions. I'm one of a kind because I see things that aren't there. I'm out of a kind because I haven't left the same building for 6 years now. I'm out of a kind because that building I'm stuck in is Ballard's Mental Asylum for the Under 18s. I'm out of a kind because I've just realised a way to escape reality. A way to get away. A way to be free.
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Lucid
FantasyIsla Samuels has a mental condition so serious that all she can now do is sit and wait in Ballard's Mental Asylum for Under 18s until her life is ripped out of her body. However, she has yet to learn a powerful technique to escape what is waiting fo...
