Chapter 18

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Chapter 18

I've been walking for over 40 minutes now; I'm hungry and tired.

I get to the lunatic and the doors open, I feel the chills, can't believe I'm back; I hate this place with all my heart.

The moment I step in I remember everything, I remember the pain and the screaming, I remember asking myself why life is so unfair.

I inhale deeply and the smell is the same than when I lived here, can't believe this was "home" for 4 years, all the pain, hurting, suffering that I felt when I was living here and I wouldn't wish it to my worst enemy.

I was 6 years old when the governors decided I was crazy. Before that I had a pretty awesome life, I got adopted when I was 1, lived like a princess for 5 years... 5 amazing years were I had it all.

Then, I started saying some crazy crap and the governors got scared so they decided to lock me up in here. I was in this painful awful place for 4 years and at 10 I was diagnosed that my craziness is my parent's fault... well not really, they say I was crazy because I suffered the trauma from being abandoned so youngso they felt pity for me, took me to an orphanage that became "home" for 4 years, then they closed it and the weird couple adopted me for money and now here I am again.

- Can I help you with something? – The guard asks. It's only then that I realize I'm standing in the office.

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The moment he looks at me and we make eye contact I recognize him.

- Hi Johnny. – I say softly.

- Sophia? – He asks surprised. – Look at you all grown up now! What are you doing here? –

- I need to see Crystal. –I say smiling.

Johnny is an amazing man; but he looks like age has hit him like craziness hit me.

He was this joyful dude; he would go to my room every morning wishing me a good day. He always felt bad for me, he saw my pain, saw me crying, he saw me turning into this ice cold girl after suffering so much, he cried the day I try to kill myself, he hugged me tightly in his arms when he saw the blood and he took care of me while I was recovering. I never knew much of his life, I was just a kid after all, I just knew he was a good guy.

- Yes, she's doing great, they changed they medicine now. – He says opening the door. I stare at him for a minute, he smiles at me awkwardly and out of nowhere I give him a hug.

- Thank you for taking care of me while I was here. – I finally say.

Tears run out of his eyes and he smiles exhaling.

- You are a precious girl, extremely brave and my heart always smiled every morning when I went to your room, you made my day a better one just seeing your face. – He says touching my arms.

I actually feel like a hypocrite, I haven't seen Crystal in so long.

Crystal was my only friend here, she was really kind. She got here couple of months after I did, I didn't have any friends, we barely even talked and then she came into my life, this crazy happy girl, she was nutty, apparently her parents couldn't handle her anymore and they brought her here, at least that's what my doctor said.

We had so much fun together, he shared room the first 2 years but she was extremely cheerful and they moved here to Isolation Room, after that I only saw her at lunch time, we still talked but then I got depressed and we just spend time together in our breaks, I didn't talked to her anymore but I was always glad she was around.

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