Prologue

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"Karla Cabello.. Alright, I'll need you to go inside this room and put this on. Knock when you're done so we can take the pictures."

Taking the hospital robes from the nurse, I walk inside the small bathroom and start changing out of my clothes. Sniffling a bit I look at my body and a tear rolls down my eye. 'You should have covered them better. If you where smart you wouldn't need to be here.'

Shaking my head, I quickly putting on the robes, I look myself in the mirror checking if I'm good and knock the door, letting the nurse know its alright to come in.

The blonde woman walks in with a camera and smiles slightly. "Alright Hun, I'll need you to show me where the cuts are at."

I nod my head slightly and lift up the robe, showing her all the red deep marks covering my thigh. I blush slightly in embarrassment. Not because I have nothing under, but because the nasty marks.

She seemed to notice my redness and explained, "Don't worry. We just need this pictures to know what harm you did to yourself and see if they heal." After a few more snaps she stands up and says, "Get changed, come out and I'll take you to your room."

Once I put my clothes back on I stepped outside and followed her down the hall. She stops at the second to last door on the left and opens it. "Alright Karla, this will be your room. You will be sharing it with two other people but at the moment there is only one person here." She gave me a bag with a toothbrush, shampoo, and other personal hygiene things.

Before she could turn around I stopped her and awkwardly explained, "Wait um... Would you mind calling me by my second name. I prefer it."

She gave me a smile and nodded, "alright, I'll write it down so the other nurses know." She paused looking inside, "Oh and Jacky? Please don't scare the new girl." And with that she left.

I stepped in the room, studying my surroundings. On the right side stood three small beds, each with a night stand next to them and three lights on top of the bed. On the left wall there was a big wooden shelf, must be for clothes, along with a door besides it which was probably the bathroom.

I noticed there was someone sitting on the bed next to the window with their back facing me. The room was dark so it was kind of creepy. I decided to ignore them and put my brown bag on the shelf.

I groaned to myself, remembering I had no clothes to shower in since they sent me here in an ambulance. Frowning, I decided to go to sleep since I was pretty tired.

I got in the middle bed and closed my eyes. I really hope my mom brings me some clothes tomorrow. I smell like shit. I'm also feeling sick so I want to refresh myself.

My thoughts where cut off by a voice, "I'm Jacky." I stayed silence, not really wanting to socialize yet. "The quiet kind I see.. Well, let me tell you this. I am not crazy. Wanna know how I got stuck in here?" Silence. "I'll tell you anyways. I pointed a knife to my parents. Then I pointed it to myself. They thought I was crazy so they put me in here. Those assholes. But guess what. I'm getting out of this shit hole tomorrow."

I stayed silent the entire time. This girl must really like the sound of her own voice. After that little "chat" my eyes started to get heavy. I was just about to get into feel slumber as I got interrupted by loud thumping. I looked to my side and saw that it was that Jacky girl, hitting her forehead against the wall.

This will be a long night.

A/N I didn't re-read this so I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes.

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