Nobody Listens To a Mad Girl

The institute

My room in the institute had plain white walls, with a plain white bed and, there was a desk with paper and ballpoint pens on it. The window was small with white blinds; it also had a white wardrobe. I had a medical check, were they checked my body for cuts and burns, they asked me how I got the deep cut on my arm, they also weighed me and took my blood pressure, It was explained to me  that I would be observed for the next two days. Then I changed into white hospital shirt and trousers; I got white slippers (what is with all the white?).

They gave me a schedule:

8:00 - Wake up

8:15 - Get your blood pressure and temp. Taken, get medicine

8:30-9- Eat breakfast

9:15-10 Therapy

10-10:45- School

10:45-11- Snack

11-11:45- School

11:45-12:30- Therapy

12:30-1- Lunch

1-2- room time

2-3- therapy

3-5- room time

5-6-dinner

6-8- visitors

8-bed- room time

They did say that while I was being observed I would not be going to school nor having visitors. They then left me to settle into my room. There was nothing to do till dinner, I sat on my bed tempted to go to sleep. However, my mind was too active. Then the walls started dripping a red liquid, it pooled on the floor. I realized the liquid was blood. I shivered and I felt dizzy, I gasped for air and started screaming. I had to get out of here; I ran towards the door and banged on it. I screamed I wanted to let me out I started crying. Oh, god someone let me out of here! The door opened and someone came in and injected something in my arm, I felt groggy and my eyes slowly closed.

I woke up in a padded room, with a straight jacket on. The room had streaks of mud and blood on the wall, there was a door on the other side of the room with green mossy dirt on the window. The straight jacket also had blood on it. "Hello?" I called anxiously, "HELLO?" I shouted. Nobody came, where was everyone? I could feel the world closing in, I needed air, and I needed to get out of here! I started to hyperventilate, and I felt dizzy and light-headed. I closed my eyes and cried, "Help! Help! Help!" I repeated repeatedly.  

A man who looked like a doctor came in, he looked perfectly normal and out of place in this room. Then blood started dripping out of his mouth, I held back a scream. The man slowly reached up to his head and scratched the skin off his scalp, I didn't know what to do I couldn't move my arms because of the straight jacket which I could feel tightening by the minute. Nobody was going to come and help me; the monster was getting closer and closer. He pulled out a massive syringe full of black liquid, and then suddenly a slash of silver in the air cut the "doctor" and the syringe in half. The slash of silver disappeared leaving me wondering what it was. Blood poured down from the padded squares on the wall again, it pooled around me and I could feel it on my feet. It was warm and thick, my heartbeat was racing. I closed my eyes a lied to myself saying it is going to be okay. 

I could feel something grabbing onto me everywhere, trying to drag me into the wall. I opened my eyes and gasped at the skinless hands and arms grabbing at me, "Let me go! Please let me go!" I begged but the arms still clung to me, and refused to let go. The Artemis appeared "Calm down. This is all just in your mind." He calmly told me, "If you continue freaking out it's going to get worse." he walked over to me and got down on one knee. "Stop struggling and everything will stop." Believing him was my only option, so I relaxed. Nothing happened at first then the hands let go and the blood drained out. Artemis undid my straight jacket, and I saw him smile. "See? It’s not that hard." I nodded breathless at what had just happened. "Now all you have to do is wake up." and with leaving that in the air he disappeared, and I woke up.

The meals in the Institute were horrible, the food was warm and mushy. Anorexic people crying because they can't handle the pressure of being watched when eating and afterwards. It's been two days since the incident, and I hadn't had one since. The medicine they gave me at night sent me to sleep almost instantly, I hadn't had any dreams, however my probation was extended to a week  because of my episode and I could not be around the other patients or attend school.