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#2014-09-24 05:50:45, as written by Temari

My eyes flew open in a panic, taking in every overwhelming sight around me. Where was I, what was happening? I could feel an episode coming on and pressed my palms into my closed eyelids, repeating my life mantra. "Fear is a friend thats misunderstood, fear is a friend thats misunderstood." After whispering these words to myself several times, I felt my heart beat slow to a normal pace. That was close. I could NOT lose my privileged room. Not right now. I had just started to engage one of the nurses on the topic of hair care. I knew I could get her to help me out if I just held on. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of weak, feminine knuckles rapping against my door frame. "One minute, sweet cheeks." I groaned, not quite ready to pull myself from the warmth of my covers. I received a scoff in response, waiting for the sound of retreating foot steps to disappear before getting to my feet. I dragged myself over to my drawer, grabbing a black wife beater and red skinny jeans. I paired it with a pair of black converse before beginning my seemingly endless trek to the cafeteria. Breakfast was long overdue. I could feel my stomach roaring at me, demanding something hot and immediate. I could smell bacon, and my spirits immediately lifted. Arriving at the location on auto-pilot, I scanned the sad, bitter faces that would join me today. I saw several faces I didn't recognize, but one stood out to me. A young girl, her arms covered in scars and her long, dirty hair hanging in her eyes. Wasn't anyone taking care of her? I grabbed my own tray of food before going over to sit next to her, offering her a kind smile as she turned my way. Her face remained expressionless, a cold distance in her eyes that stabbed through my heart. What had she seen that had made her so icy? Just as I reached her, she lunged, giving me time only to gasp as her hands grabbed at my throat. I yelled out, panic and fear blinding me temporarily. As I fell to the floor, my tray smashing onto the tile beside me, I felt the hands lift from my neck. I quickly jumped to my feet, ready to defend myself from the young girl that had seemed too strong for her age. Except,...where was she? As my eyes flew back and forth between the faces surrounding me, I realized that such a little girl didn't exist. I knew she looked strange. She looked like me. I sat in the nearest seat, staring down at my lap as I felt tears rise and my face get warm. What a great start to the day.

Snippet #2552856

located in Rosebrooke's Sanctuary, a part of Lair Of Lunatics, one of the many universes on RPG.

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