Ever since I was small, I was able to see and feel things that many people couldn't. My parents would laugh and play along with the fantasies that I would tell them until they realized that I believed every little thing that came from my mouth. It was then on my eighth birthday that I began to worry about my sanity for I spent the day in the hospital, more specifically the Mental Institution or an Asylum which was most commonly known at the time.
I felt cold and scared as I walked through the double doors, my mother holding my hand with her red leather gloves. My mother was a beautiful woman with her blue piercing eyes that held so much emotion, especially now. As we walked in, my mother slowed her steps when she saw my father speaking to a man in a well tailored suit with squared glasses that made him look notably intelligent. Once they noticed us, the conversation paused and my father introduced my mother to the man.
"Diana this is Dr. Ivanov, he's here to help our daughter." As my mother let go of my hand to shake the doctors. Just as their hands were about to touch, the doors to the left of us slammed open that followed by an ear piercing scream. I jumped in fright as I saw a demented man running towards me with hatred burning bright in his eyes. Before he was able to get a hold of me, my father quickly pushed me right behind him with my mother kneeling down cradling my head to her chest whispering sweet nothings.
My eyes were shut closed as more screams and commands being shouted were heard in the lobby.
"Burn in HELL!!!!!! All of you!!!"
My mother squeezed me tighter to her body, shielding me from what was happening a few feet away from us. "Get this man out of her now!" Dr. Ivanov commanded to the staff that rushed into the room.
"What is the meaning of this doctor? I thought this institution was in order and guarded to keep the lunatics away from the sane?" my father growled, angry that I was put in harms way.
"You will all burn in hell!!! Especially YOU, little girl!!!!"
My eyes snapped open and saw the man look directly at me and gave a sinister smile, "Remember little girl, no one is gonna be around to protect you! Not your parents, not even your Guardian Angel !! Be warned!! WE ARE COMING FOR YOU!!!!!!!"
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