The pain all came back at once as they walked me out of the forest and I let out a bloody murder scream. They all stopped and look at me, I drop to the ground and some how slip out of their death grip. I'm all balled up on the ground crying my eyes out and screaming cause it hurts so badly. Then some one picks me up and carries me away, I look up to see my parents and the whole neighbor hood watching me. My mother looks at me with pure hatred, my father does too and the neighbors are just shocked. They lay my on a gurney and strap down my arms and legs, then they put me in the ambulance. I look around to see the skinny man has my backpack on. "Do I get to keep my backpack?" I ask to the skinny man. "As long as nothing that can hurt you is in there, yes you can." He said. I let out a sigh of relief when he says that at least I can keep something from home cause I doubt my parents will want me back. Thinking about brings a couple tears to my eyes, I won't ever see my family again or my friend Hannah. Damn I'm gonna miss her she was my best friend. She was the only one who knew about the voices that I called monsters. Maybe one day I will see her again. I was so caught up in my memories I forgot I was in an ambulance. I flash back to reality when we stop and the doors open and I'm rolled out. I lift my head and look at the sun and trees and say my goodbye to the outdoors for a while. I hear doors slide open behind me and they roll me into a large white room with chairs everywhere. I'm rolled into a different room still white it looks like a dr.s room with the table and chair. I'm starting to freak out an thrash everywhere I hate doctors! "Get me out of here!" I scream ripping open a few stitches. I thrash around more even with the men holding me down. Still thrashing I start crying again "let me go, get me out," I keep repeating to my self getting louder as I say it. The monsters are screaming get away, run. I let out a blood churning scream ripping all my hard stitching work out and the blood starts pouring down my jaw again. I feel a cloth pressing down in my mouth and a hand closing my mouth to stop my screaming. I really don't know why I was screaming but I couldn't stop. I feel something stab my arm and everything starts going dark, I try and fight it but I'm to tired to fight any more and I give into the darkness.-
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