I called my mom after they released me two days after the 'incident'.
She sounded worried for me but I shrugged it off saying that I was okay.
If I told about me being tied to the bed, the shrink would say that I am lying and my mom would be scared.
They could even lock me up to the basement. Which nobody would desire.
She came to the 'health center'. I told her about him when we were in my room.
She looked like she understood the situation. But nobody did anything about it.
I was drugged to sleep that night.
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