Insanity

Chapter 2

They finally left and I don't know what to do. I don't have any family. Except my dad. What did they do to him? I want to ask the doctors questions but they keep talking to me. There's a women sitting in the corner. She was looking at papers. "who are you?" I asked her. Her head shot up like a bullet. "I'm the nurse" she answered after she finished staring at me in shock. "Why are you looking at me like that" i wondered out loud. "well you haven't said anything since we found you" "where's my dad?" I just wanted to get all the questions off my chest before they stared asking me questions. "what do you mean?" she answered.

My hearted started beating really fast. Where was he? "Did you find me in a basement?" "yes" she answered. "people have been searching for you, when you were little. we did some research and your 17 years old and your name is Laura Stammer." Did she think I was stupid? "I know that" I answered quickly. She put her head down and started writing.

"what about my dad?" I had to know what they did to him. "I don't know what your talking about sweetie, I'm sorry" "What do you mean you don't know. He trapped me in a basement for 13 years and you just don't know!" my voice was rising but I didn't care. "I know your upset about this and the police will straighten this whole mess out." she said in her annoying nasally voice.

A few doctors walked in. "It's good to see your speaking" the man said. He seemed nice. "Know, we have been giving you pills to help you gain a little weight." I guess I did look a little skinny "You have a few broken bones, but they have healed on their own so you are able to leave soon, but we don't know of any family that can take you in. Do you have any family." "Well, my dad killed my mom and brother and I was lucky enough to be the only family member not to be killed so no." I said. I could feel hotness reaching my eyes. I never realized that I have nobody. My family is dead. What would I do?

A week later

I can't believe there doing this to me. I'll be 18 in 9 months. I will be okay to live on my own. They can't just send me to a random place for 'troubled teens'. I'm not troubled. I'm perfectly fine for the real world. They told me to pack. Pack what? The clothes I worked when j was four? yea like that will still fit. all I have is my brothers old t-shirts and his shorts. They don't fit but at least I'm not naked. Right?

As I walked in everyone looked at me. It had a strong scent of fruit and smoke. It wasn't a good scent though. Everyone looked like drug addicts. That's probably were the smell of smoke came from. I bet the workers sprayed stuff to make it look like people actually changed here. I shouldn't judge them though, that's probably what I looked like to. I thought it would be all girls, but I was wrong. There were actually more boys than girls. To be honest.. I was a little scared. After what my dad did, I would have no idea what these boys would do to me. Especially if there 'troubled'.

They showed me to my room. I was roomed with a girl named Kayla. She looked really sweet. Maybe we could be friends. I didn't realize I was zoned out until the worker snapped in my face."Oh sorry" I said a little embarrassed. She was going over the rules, which were pretty basic. No smoking, no knives, blah, blah, blah. I guess they were just for the 'troubled' kids.
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A/N:I hope you like it so far. I won't have a certain time when I update or anything but I will try to update as many times as possible. ~kara