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4 years ago - Therapy (14 year old Elias)

Hearing my name being shouted was probably the most terrifying thing ever. It never ends well.

"Morano! Make it quick!"

I get up from the metal bed that seems to get worst everyday, get towards the door and follow the nurse to a room. The therapy room.

The room which was supposed to be me talking about my 'drug addiction' as my mother used to say but instead, id be made fun of. Id be yelled at.

"Took you long enough." Some older man said. I didn't notice him.

"Where's Mrs Taylor?" I ask. Taylor was my therapist. She wasn't nice, but she was nicer than all the other staff around.

"Forget about her. I'm your new doctor."

"But- I want Mrs Taylor." I frown. The man's eyes started to darken. Fire took over his eyes.

Before I knew it, he pulled out a knife and punched me hard on the jaw so that I fell on the ground. I stated up at him from the ground, terror filling my thoughts.

"You want Mrs Taylor, huh?" He asks, kicking me on my leg.

I squeeze my eyes. "Im sorry-"

"Its too late! This is what you get, for asking for Mrs Taylor, for disappointing your parents, for being an addict."

"I didn't mean to-"

Before I knew it, he grabbed a knife, ripped my shirt and pressed a knife deep on my lower stomach and ran it further down below. My yells of pain filled the room, my sobs, my screams.

He pressed deeper and then finally let go. "Go back to your room!" He yelled, throwing a first aid kit at my foot.

I stood up, tears pooling down my face as I grabbed the kit and stumbled to my room, ignoring the horrified looks from everyone.

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