I open my eyes to see a white ceilings, white walls, white curtain. And ofcourse, this damn straitjacket is making me hard to keep my sanity within me. For god sake it's already one week since i gone into this screwed mental hospital when i'm not even crazy. I keep looking at the ceiling and thinking where the hell did i do wrong to the point i end up being here.
My family, the way they disown me, throw me away, and being forgotten.
"Should i turn myself into criminals to live this life easier?" i mumble to myself
Then i heard someone knocking my darn isolation room door,
"Excuse me, i'm your new guardian from now on and my name is Im Nayeon mr.Jeon" I see she got trembling hands and making funny sounds since the food in the metal tray is vibrating too. The sweat in her forehead is no kidding too. I don't know where my manner went but i end up just laughing out loud
"HAHAHAHAHAHA" i want to at least wiping my tears but then i realise this damn straitjacket is making me so incapable to anything,
Anything.
I keep laughing but then my laugh just turn into a sad weeping sounds, i really despise my condition now, i even pees in the bowl now.
How can my collage life turns into nightmare?
I keep crying hard until i realize some warmth someone gave me
She hugs me
"Time will heals everything" then she proceeds to caressing my hair and i muffling my nose in her nape, continuing my cries in her embrace
As times goes by i feel more warm and i thought a crazy idea since my instinct tells me i can trust her, i distance myself and deeply look at her hazel eyes
"Do you want to hear my crazy stories?"
