"Hey hey shhhh it's ok" Dr. smith calmly told me. I was back in my cell resting on my bed with my teddy bear. I wasn't crying. No. Just staring at the ceiling. It reminded me of how good pain felt. I needed more of it. Badly. "Mrs. Jeanne? How are u feeling rn?" He asked putting his hand on my arm trying to sooth me. "I feel........ pain."
"Yes I know u do honey. It will be ok. Your going to be ok." He continued trying to sooth me. I slowly fell asleep. The next morning I woke up. I sat up and felt the pain again on my mouth reminding me of what had happened yesterday. I gently traced my fingers across my scars. I sucked in air through my teeth as I felt more pain shoot through my face. Ahhh it feels so good doesn't it? Pain. Yes. It does. I got up and walked out of my cell. I looked in pierces cell where he should've been but he wasn't. He must've got moved from what he did. Luckily I know where they move people. I went to go get a muffin for breakfast since I was starving and I skipped dinner last night. Then I went straight to the hall of pure psycho paths. I counted down the numbers of the cells in my head and blocked out the sobs and insane laughter that filled the dimly lit hallway. I stopped and listened and one cell wasn't laughing or sobbing. I looked in. Number 10. Pierce was sitting in the corner. He had a straight jacket on and a mask. He had his eyes closed and his dark brown bangs were dangling over his left eye. I knocked on his door. He quickly shot his eyes open and squinted them at me through the window of the door. I waved and did a half smile as if saying hey it's ok I forgive u and I'm sorry. He looked away from me and closed his eyes again. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped. It was one of those stupid teenage boys that always tried to fight me and wouldn't leave me alone. "Hey there." He did a creepy smirk down at me. "What do u want?" I said aggressively looking away from him back into pierces cell. "Hey!" He grabbed my arm hard and jerked me to look at him. "What's a little girl like u doing in this crazed hallway?!" He got in my face. I jerked my arm away hard and looked back at him with a scrunched up face. "Believe it or not I was in this hallway once PUNK! So back off!" I pushed him hard. He stumbled back a bit. He caught his balance and laughed. "U still haven't learned your place have u, u little shit?!" He smiled and took one huge step forward grabbing my neck and swinging me hard against the wall. He got close to my ear to where his mouth was almost touching my ear. "Learn your place!" He whispered and it sent chills down my back. I quickly bent his thumb back and he gasped in pain and threw his hand off of my neck. I dead legged him and when he bent down to hold his knee I pressure pointed him behind his ear causing him to cower to his knees grabbing my wrist. I stared at him aggressively as I pushed him down harder and he whimpered in pain. "Learn YOUR place." I said as he slowly passed out. I stepped over him and walked out of the hallway.
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JEANNE
HorrorThis is a fiction story of a girl named Jeanne who has had schizophrenia ever since she was little. Her family sends her away to a schizophrenic hospital right after the 'incident' happens. This book captures the terrifying experiences in the "sunsh...