"Miss."
I heard a voice calling, I guess,me.

"Miss".
I heard the same voice again.

But couldn't see.

Then I realize that my eyes aren't open.

I force my eyelids and open my eyes.

As I open them I see a blur figure standing in front of me.
I try to get up but clearly can't because I feel a huge pain on my shoulder and back.
I feel like my head's weighed 100 tons.
In few seconds the blur vision became clear.

A short lady of early Thirty's,maybe.
Standing in front of me.
Wearing pants and shirt of half sleeves both,same colour.
Carrying what appears to be a.... stethoscope!

What?
Am I really thinking that?

"I'm Alive!" I scream in despair.

"Its okay Miss calm down." that lady try to soothe me.

"No No No this can't happen." I hide my face with both of my hands.
Sobbing.

"Miss please relax don't regret it god has given you a chance don't misuse it."

"Oh please.
Wait?Where am I?"
I said when I realised that I'm in a room which apparently does not belong to me and I also notice crazy machines surrounding the bed I'm lying on.

"In Bethlam's,Main Building," she said.

"Shit man." I curse."I should've known that I'm committing suicide in a hospital,the hell I can be rescued. I mutter under my breath.

"You were found injured and fainted,lying on the road near the mental department and brought here for treatment." she stated.

I see my left shoulder covered with a huge plaster.

"Whoaaa my.. I hurt my shoulder, huh?"

"Well you hurt your head as well." Said the Lady.

I touch my head and feel like a bandage on it.

"Yeah" I smirk "Well who are you?"

"I'm your nurse and I'll take care of you till you're here in the main building."

"And how long I'm going to be here?"

"Till New Year's or early."

"New Year's?" I frown.

"Yeah,why you want to go before that?" she asked.

"No,
Which year will it be?" I clear my voice.

"2013,Why? You don't know?" She asked.

"Not really its been a long time since I celebrated New Year's even though I used make cakes during new year's nothing more but still I call it a celebration."

"Really?" she asked. Curiously.

"Mhmm, I came here when I was 14 and now I'll be 18 this month what's today's date?"

"22nd.When is your birthday?"

"26th of December."

"Ohhh Wow."she gasped.

Suddenly my hospital room door went wide open and 4 people entered one by one.
A male followed by three females.

I knew the male,he's my step mom's husband.
Yeah she married her boyfriend after my dad's death.
Among the females,one was my step mom,another was her sister
(Head of the mental department)
and I don't know the third one.

"Nurse you may leave." Said that unfamiliar female.

Nurse immediately left.

"Good afternoon Ms. Yusuf Tan . I'm your doctor in charge"

So she's my doctor.

I nodded my head,I didn't wanted to say anything because I knew she was with them.

And then started the great Melodrama.

If only I knew I had to live for this.

My step mom crying,doing this and that to show her love for me,
But I know her she is the one who is screwing my life ever since she came into my life.
She is a witch reincarnated.

It continued for like an hour.
I remained silent.
I had nothing to say in my defence because I purposely tried to attempt suicide and now that I'm safe I realise that my fate is not in my favour.
Finally.
After all that nonsense she left the room with her minions.

I felt a sigh of relief.

You see this world gives you much more than you can expect.
It gives a hell lot to those who have no one who can act like a backbone for you.
Strangers can never be your friends.
They will misuse your innocence and throw you out like if you are a piece of shit.
When you need them the most only then they show their colours.

Being a mentally retarted person is not a good thing when you are not one in reality.
Innocence took a toll on me over evil.

This is what happens.
When people die leaving you,all alone with misery and despair, this is what you get.
Four years.
Four freaking years down the drain.

Cannot conclude that whether I should be happy that I'm alive or I should be sad.

Better option was to cry it out.

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Early that evening when I was taking rest.
I felt a knock in my hospital room.

"Come in!"

"What the hell do you think of yourself huh?"

There comes my friend rushing towards me.
Rebecca!
My only friend.

The only benefit I ever got after coming to Bethlam's.
Friendship with Rebecca.

Oh no she isn't mad.
I mean I'm not mad as well.
But she came here as a student in the psychology department.

She's the only one who believed me that I'm not mad.
And I'm so grateful to be with her.

She hurriedly comes in and hugs me.

"What were you thinking when you jumped, huh?" She looks at me furiously.

"Who knows better than you and look I'm alright apart from the shoulder and head hhahahahaah"

"It ain't funny!!!"

"Come on Becky don't over react I'm okay and I guess I did a good thing see first time in these years I'm out of that mental asylum." I assure her."Have a seat."

"But you shouldn't do that your my only friend and you know that Angie."

"You care about me even though you have friends,freedom,parents and most of all a reason to live." I smirk.

"Shut up," she scoffs.

"So what's up,class over?" I try to change the topic.

"Yeah but I wasn't paying attention at all." she said.

"You were thinking about me right? Please look you don't have to I'm okay." I said.

"Look I was thinking about you and at the same time I wasn't thinking about you,Angie."

" Um..What?"

"I mean I was thinking about you but not about your health."

"How mean Becky."

"Shhh listen to me Angie,I got to say something." She came close to me.

"What is it?"I asked.

"What if you get your freedom?"she smirked.

"I'll become mad forever." I laugh.

"Okay then get ready for it ,Angie"

"Excuse me? You didn't said that, did you?" I frown.

"You are getting the hell out of this place,Angie".

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