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Heal Me.
Chapter 3
Misty's Pov. 

I scratch at the door as the guards shut it behind me, why would my mother put me in here? I'm not crazy, I-I'm fine scratching at the door started making my nails hurt and they started to bleed a bit.
 I wanna scream so bad, I just want to be back at home in my nice, quiet pitch black room. I looked around the room seeing padding everywhere, not a window nor other door to be seen. 
I'll be fine though, my mom will get me out I tried to fool myself into believing this. She loves me, I'll be out of here soon she knows I can't be away from my room long. 
 I pulled at the cotton clothes they put on me, walking to the non occupied side of the room. I started to bite my lip as fear kicked in, what if I don't get out of here? I kicked at the wall as I sat down, "I want my room d/mn it!"

.  I heard a bang on the door, making me twitch and shake, "Keep it down in there".  I hate the guards, I hate this place, I hate this room I wish I could go home and be forever in my corner. 
I started to rock back and forth, feeling even more alone than ever. Tears stung in my eyes, realizing how my mother just left me here, she thinks her little girl is a freak...
The tears didn't stop at all, I felt ashamed that I even started to hope that that woman would ever come back for me. I kicked at the padded wall even though it was no good, but my frustration needed to be cooled down. 
 I pulled at my hair, why is this happening to me? Why couldn't I have been born normal, what's wrong with me...
 The anger soon disappeared, leaving me with an empty, broken feeling. I'm just another freak to everyone, I slid back down on the wall I wish I never existed..
Mikey's Pov
The guards knocked on our doors, signaling lunch time, I walked out and heard a loud scream at the end of the hall. It came from my old room, did they put that new girl in there? 

 I'm a little eager to know why they would take me out, knowing what I'm capable of doing. I mean my roommate has a f/cking pocket knife, I could go on a rage and accidently kill him.
 Well, I looked back at him seeing him looking at the ground, everybody has a reason for why they'd wanna die. I'm sure he's just begging to if he's in here, but still..
 I sighed, running a hand through my hair. H/ll this is why I'm in here, my days of suicide and anger led me to all of this. I'm nothing but a freak of nature, I looked at my wrists still seeing my old cuts. 
 Heh. If you didn't mind I'd probably be able to tell you the history of each cut, each cut for one time a certain thing pushed me over. The last time I could have done it, it would have ended my life for sure.
 But I was on my final cut, all the other parts of my arms are marked up. The next time, could be my last.. and maybe my mother would be happy.
 H/ll she might even be proud, I was pulled from my thoughts as we were in the lunchroom. The others were in here and the tv's were on, playing the same thing I walked in and got into line.   
 I pulled down the sleeves of my cotton shirt, I'm counting on that day to come when I can make the final cut.

 This world isn't for me.
A/N: So you like? . Well fav/comment? Merry Christmas btw..

Main Characters: Mikey Conway & Misty O'Connor
Other: Marie Parker & Colin Wolf
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