Edd sat there, rocking back and forth in his cozy straight jacket. The padded white walls made him feel at ease, like he was back in his room filled with his pictures. Scattered across the walls was his cruel and unusual drawings. Pictures of demons, monsters, vampires, and bloody and gory pictures of others. They were strangely...child-like and made out of black and red crayons.
Edd was here because he suffered from schizophrenia, ADHD, and depression. His brown hair was a complete mess, and his eyes were dull and emotionless. His green sweater that he normally wore was replaced with a straight jacket that made it so he couldnt itch at his cuts. He was also barefoot. His usually tanned skin was now a snow white, showing off his freckles more. A psychopathic grin was plastered on his face. And currently, he was rocking back and forth, giggling uncontrollably.
The door to his cell opened up, and the two doctors he actually trusted walked in, Patryk and Paul. Patryk was more friendly and happy. Paul was more serious and calculating.
"Hello, Edd! How are you today?"
Patryk greeted as Edd looked up at him. Paul had a case of needles and medicine in his hand.
"Are you ready for your medication?"
He asked as Edd gave an excited nod, grinning. Paul kneeled down and stuck one of the needles in Edd's arm, injecting him with his daily medicine.
"Ouch!"
Edd squeaked, as a sting of pain shot up his body. As soon as the needle pulled away, Edd rubbed his arm with a frown.
"That hurt.."
He mumbled as Patryk smiled and Paul only shrugged.
"Are you ready to go get some breakfast?"
Paul asked blankly and helped the younger boy up. Edd nodded, and ran after the two into the dining hall.
The dining hall was filled with other patients like him, insane like him. The food was basically just slop. It was disgusting. Long white tables lined against the walls, and two guards sat at each table. For protection, he assumed.
Edd, being the anti-social boy he was, walked to the only empty table, and sat down. He didn't eat, instead, while Patryk and Paul undid his straight jacket, he grabbed a napkin. Edd didn't eat much, he just...drew. he drew all day and all night. It was his favorite thing to do.
"Be a good boy, okay?"
Patryk said, and Edd nodded. The two left, leaving Edd all alone...
