beep. . . beep . . . beep . . .
the continuous, obnoxious noise filled the room. the constant reminder that im alive. the loud siren throbs my brain.
i dont even remember.
an iv was in my left arm and a bag was hung. my body ached and felt like it would collapse on top of me.
breathing was a chore; it was voluntary.
every breath felt heavier and heavier.
the bright lights glared down on me. i heard colors and saw sounds.
the blankets were quiet and serene but the walls were loud and full and i was certain i was losing my mind.
i was stuck in this white box with no escape.
i bit my tongue hard to stop from my breath quickening.
i couldnt stop thinking about the thin, metal needle digging into my arm draining the life out of me rather than giving me strength.
i squeezed my eyes shut in hope to wake up somewhere else.
the air was cold and suffocating.
i was going insane
i couldnt take it anymore.
i looked down at my arm where the needle was tapped. i grazed my fingers across it. i firmly and tightly gripped it, yanking it out swiftly only for blood to gush out and for the monitor to get louder.
the headache rung in my ears.
i staggered to my feet and practically tumbled to the door until a team of nurses and doctors burst in.
i gasped in shock and ran back wards.
i couldnt catch my breath.
they were coming closer and closer and i couldnt go anywhere.
i scrunched myself in the corner, wailing like a baby.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!!"
im pretty i scared the doctors.
before i knew it a large, buff man yanked me it of my protective area. i was exposed and vulnerable.
i kicked and punched whoever touched me.
out of the blur of the tears in my eyes i saw a man with a needle, middle-aged with glasses, coming towards me.
it was like all my worst nightmares came to life.
"n-NO he-HELP," i stuttered as i hyperventilated.
the metal stabbed my skin and my blood boiled. i felt droopy.
im paralyzed
i tried to scream but it was pushed back on me and i slowed slumped into the arms of the security guards.
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Fanfiction(Warning: mentions of suicide, self harm, mental illness, and eating disorders) she ran away to create her own world. a world of peace from the chaos, a world of stillness. until she found someone who was somebody; who was human. her soul was alr...
