I Just Dont Understand

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I had woke up in the middle of the night thinking about my mom and how she chose my step dad over her own daughter.I never liked to wake up in the middle of the night because when I was little I would hear strange nosies and see monsters in the shadows of the night but back then I always had mom to comfort me.Now I have no one but myself and the white was of the mental hospital.That night I didn't get much sleep but I still felt calm and simply drifted off into a dream slash nightmare state...I woke up with a startle trying to figure out what the noise was.It was thunder.Then I realized I was hungry,super hungry.I looked at the tiny window on my door and saw a lady with a white coat about to open the door.She looked just as surprised as I was.Then she said well well well look whose up.I had a feeling of fear and curiosity.Like why was she here,and what was she here for?The lady sat down on a small chair that was already in the room and stated her name.Jessie was her name she told me.Then she asked how I was doing and how did I feel.I told her I felt great and I was doing okay.she asked me a few more questions and I answered them honestly.She told me she was my supervisor and she would come on Mondays and Wednesdays to ask me some questions.I nodded as she walked out of the room but after a few minutes she walked back in and handed me a small piece of candy and said be good.But shortly walked out again.I thought she was very nice and didn't put me under any pressure.I didn't understand how some people could be nice and some people could be as mean as ever.I still don't understand