OPEN YOUR EYES! THIS ISN'T REAL! THIS ISN'T REAL! THIS ISN'T REAL! THIS ISN'T REAL! THIS ISN'T REAL! THIS ISN'T REAL! This isn't real. You're right. It's not. It can't be. There is no way that this is real. WAKE UP!
"AH!" I jolted upright in my single size hospital bed. The screaming woke me up. Again. It wasn't my screams though. It was coming from down the hall. I heard it everyday and every night. The girl, probably the same age as me, screamed it all the time. 'This isn't real!'she would go on and on to say. I wondered what she was talking about. What wasn't real? I've been told by my fellow mentally challenged peers that she wasn't allowed to have visitors or be out of her room for more than thirty minutes a day. I have no idea what she looks like. I just know she is in the room down the hall from me and that she is even more messed up than I am apparently.
"Hil?" Nurse Tina came into my room with a worried but stern expression on her face. "I heard you screaming. Are you alright? Another one of those dreams again?"
I shook my head and screamed, "NO!" I regretted screaming at her but I didn't want anymore of those pills these doctors and nurses keep giving me. "No dreams. I promise. I just was hearing her yelling and screaming again and it woke me up. That's all."
"Well, if you are sure?" She started walking closer.
"YES! Um...I'm sure." I gulped and hoped she would just leave.
"Well!" the nurse cleared her throat and picked up a small white pixie cup. "Time for your pills." She looked at the clock on the wall in front of me. It read 5:30am and than she thrust the cup towards me and I grimaced.
"You know, I'm feeling very well today, Nurse Tina. Can we just skip the medicine today?" I pleaded with my eyes but she threw daggers with hers. I guess that meant no. I took the cup and the bottle of water on the night stand next to my bed. She stood there with her arms folded, watching me, waiting. I sighed and tilted my head back. "Here goes." I whispered and dumped the 3 large, white, grainy pills into my mouth. I put the water bottle to my lips to help them make their way down my throat and to my messed up head apparently. I handed the empty cup to Nurse Tina and opened my mouth wide for her to inspect. I moved my tongue around to show that I wasn't hiding the pills anywhere. She patted me on the arm and then left my room, shutting the door behind her. I quietly got out of my bed and walked over to the door. I slowly pushed the curtain on my door window aside and looked down hall. No one was there. I tested the door knob. Locked. It was worth a shot. You are locked in your room between the hours of 9pm-9am.
To Whom It May Concern,
I have a very average family. My father is a war veteran and a soon to retired engineer. At least that is what he keeps saying. He insists that one of these days he is going to retire and then spend his days naked on the Santa Monica beach. My mother is stay home sales rep for Avon. She takes her job incredibly seriously and if you so much as interrupt her when she is giving her pitch, expect hell to pay. My little brother, Davis, is 12 years old and an extreme skateboard freak. He spends all of his free time at a skate park and posts epic videos online of him doing really cool skate board tricks. And then there is me. My name is Hilary Swanson but everyone just calls me Hil. I am 19 years old. I was born and raised on the beach of Malibu, California. I was a honor student in high school and as soon as I graduated, I started going to a culinary school. My dream is to own a dessert shop on the Santa Barbara Harbor. I have very short black hair. It hugs tightly in the back to the nape of my neck and hangs loosely to either sides of my cheeks in the front. My eyes dark blue with specs of gold if you look closely enough. My lips are full but always chapped. I have surprisingly pale skin for someone who lives on the beach but my face is covered in freckles.
The most important thing that you need to know about me is that I currently reside in a psychiatric hospital in Philadelphia because I suffer from a severe case of Schizophrenia.
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