I breath in and out through


    my mouth with a pumping


    and an anxious heart.


    I''m sitting on the bed and


    haven''t even gotten done


    with breakfast yet.


    I look behind me to only


    see a much smaller


    window that I can''t


    reach.


    It also seems as if


    the sky''s a cloudy


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    Was I just daydreaming?


    The sudden urge to weep


    befalls me.


    I cry and cry, not understanding


    anything.


    Didn''t I just die?


    The white bandages all over my


    body are turning red.


    A deep and dark sticky crimson.


    There''s that same click again from


    the door.


    The person who opens it is that


    maid again.


    She brings in a glass of water


    and a black pill the size of a


    quarter.


    "W-who are you?" I asked.


    Sudden rage overwhelms


    me as I stand up, forgetting


    the tray of breakfast as it falls


    from my lap and smashes on


    the ground.


    "Take this pill and I will


    tell you." The woman


    promises, wearing


    a small smile.