Prosaic (Discontinued)

Chapter 1

I was awoken by a knock on the door to my room. I slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. When I opened them, my nurse stood in front of me. She smiled the same fake smile I've seen for the past 3 years. She hates me. She thinks I'm insane. I'm not insane. I'm a fangirl. Though I suppose there's not much of a difference. The only thing making me actually crazy is being locked up in this stupid building. I'm not the only one.

"Time for breakfast. Get ready. I'll be back in 5 minutes," she said. I nodded and she walked out, though I could still see her standing outside my door through the barred window. I stood up and changed into the clothes she had rested on the end of my bed. All white clothing. I grabbed a white t-shirt and white jeans. No not skinny jeans, just jeans. Yes, even skinny jeans were banned. I finished pulling on my clothes just as Nora (the nurse) walked back in.

She smiled and motioned for me to follow her. We walked down the hall way past other rooms. I looked into my ex-friend's room, though didn't see her. She must've been moved. I hear something coming from the room next to it and stop and look through the window to see it's Izzy. I think she really is crazy.

She was sitting in the corner of the room walking back and forth, singing what I think is her own parody of Justin Bieber's 'Boyfriend.'

If I was your girlfriend I'd never let you go. I'd hide you in my basement, no one needs to know

"Artemis!" I heard. I snapped my head away from Izzy as a bunch of nurses rushed into the room trying to put a needle in her neck, but she was thrashing around and started sing louder and louder. Nora began to pull me away from the scene, towards the cafeteria. She plopped me down on a seat and went to grab my food, if you can even call it that. She came back with runniest eggs I've ever seen, and badly burnt toast. And they wonder why I refuse to eat.

I just sat there staring at the plate in front of me, mentally wishing for it to be gone. I heard Nora sigh. "Still not going to eat?" she asked. I looked up at her and blinked. She rolled her eyes, which she does frequently, and grabbed the plate. "I am so glad I won't have to deal with you anymore," she mumbled, starting to walk away. Wait what? "What do you mean you won't have to deal with me?" I call after her. She stopped and turned back to me. "Didn't your evening nurse tell you?" she asked. I slowly shook my head. "Tell me what?" "You're being released tomorrow," she answered.

"What? Really?"

(A/N: Okay so yeah this is kinda bad and short. I'm not the best writer, so uh, yeah. A lot of the chapters will probably be this short. But anyway hope you like it! Thanks for reading and don't forget to weird someone out today :P )