"you messed with the wrong kitten babygirl."
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Alex suffers from anxiety. Depression. All of the above.
Because of her very overprotective parents, they send her off to an "home for the troubled" aka asylum.
During her stay she falls in love with...
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"An asylum?!"
"Yes darling..."
"You got to be kidding me." I laugh. "I'm not...insane!"
"We saw you almost bleed out yesterday." My father says suddenly. Silence fills the room and my mother chokes on her tears. That's when it hit me.
They weren't kidding.
"You're kidding." I laugh again, more worried. Unfortunately, I knew the answer. Father gets up and reaches behind the couch. He pulls out a suitcase. I gasp and cover my mouth in disbelief.
"You tried to kill yourself, Alexandra...that was the 12th time you had. We've gotten you counseling, psychiatrist appointments..." I couldn't hear a word he said. My heart thumped up to my head and strangled me by surprise.
Doctors come through the front door, grabbing custody of me. I struggled and screamed.
Struggled and Screamed then black.
beep.
beep.
beep.
"Hold her down!"
"She's fighting back!"
"Get the doctors!"
beep.
beep.
beep.
My eyes open to the sound of my heart rattling from the panic inside my head. I was screaming. I was struggling. My hands were held down by tight restraints on the bed I was constantly being pushed onto.
Everything seemed gray. Everything was muted and the faces were blurred. I was an animal.
"Shoot her with the injections before she breaks free!"
