Mackenzie Graves

Inside Mackenzie Graves mind

Waiting, sometimes that's the only solution, especially when you spend the last moments you
have on this dreadful planet in a hospital room. I don't remember much, but small parts of my
memory are returning, the horrified look on the rotting corpse of my brother, the terrified scream
that came from my mother's mouth, and the stench from the blood of my father's severed head.
Most people would have gone insane, but not me, even though the doctors won't listen. I wish
they would set me free from this hellish prison where they make people even more sick than
before they came. You know, my relatives we're the ones to abandon me here, they blame me
for the death of the people I considered family, so now I have no one, everyone's gone, 'but
that's just natural' is what they told me, hah, bullshit. It's sometimes hard to disagree with those
morons though, because my heart agrees with so much grief, but my gut tells me otherwise.
~~~~, 'what was that?' ~Burn~~~ 'burn? Burn what?' ~Burn it to the ground~. 'I shook my head
hard, surely that wasn't real, right?' ~BURN IT TO THE GROUND!~ Mackenzie
screamed,"UGH, what was that!? Who's there!?" 'I didn't mean to scream that out loud, I hope
no one heard.' "Miss Grave ! Are you okay, what happened!?" said the worried nurse "Huh?, Oh
it's you." Mackenzie said with disgust as the nurse yelled back, "Answer my question!" 'ugh', "
nothing important, you know just screaming cause I hate this place, honestly you should make it
more fun so people actually want to live." she said sarcastically " Excuse me young lady but this
place isn't supposed to be 'fun', this is a place of healing not nonsense." the nurse said
back,"Whatever you say." Mackenzie mumbled, 'please just leave already', "well anyways,
please keep your voice to yourself, you're scaring the other patients."the nurse pleaded,"Of
course, sorry for the disturbance"Mackenzie lied -click-, ' finally she's gone, now who ,or more
like what, was that voice?' 'meh I'm gonna guess it was the idiot next door'.

October 13th that was the day it happened, the day I was brought here and now it's the day I'm
released, that's a funny coincidence don't you think? Well either way at least I can finally leave.
No one should have to suffer through that, no matter what traumatized them in the first place.
Don't you hate how people just automatically assume that we need "that" kind of help, maybe if
those idiots raised us right or if they gave us what we truly needed, then we wouldn't have to let
them assume that crap. But in the end we always do, we always let them judge us for being
different, for being our selves but they always bring us back here, now that really pisses me off.