broken puzzle pieces

"Every memory is a piece-one step closer to the truth... or one step closer to breaking you."

It's October 13, 2010, and I have been put in a mental institution. They say I need to be here because I have these "dreams" where I harm people and do evil things, and I can't tell the difference between those dreams and reality. They say I act on them and become violent, they tell me that being here will help me get better like I am sick. But I am not. Those dreams are reality. They are actually not dreams at all they are visions. Protecting me from harm's way.

-I will try to publish every day around 12:am est
and for context the girl is 11 years old when the story starts.

(AI COVER)