Prevailed

Im taking my crayons and leaving.

My eyes opened to a sight of blurry colors.  I didn't know where i was, my distorted eyes told me nothing. Blinking away the blurry vision i found myself in a unfamiliar room with nothing but a chair, some clay, a speaker, and a small table. The room also had a rug covering part of the ground although it wasn't centered. The uncentered rug annoyed me although i stood up from the ground and took another look around. There was a door, i walked towards it and turned the knob although it stopped me.
"It's locked.." i mumble to myself. Glancing at the speaker i decide to sit down. I began to mold the clay. I molded it into a flower. It wasn't anything amazing but it was all i could do. Then out of the corner of my eye i noticed a camera. I wanted to take a closer look at it so i stood from the chair, dragging it to the corner of the room  and standing on it to peer into the camera. I was tempted to smash it down although i didn't know where i was so it would be a good idea not to. Moments later the door burst open with a slam.
"Hey, you! Get down!" A man yelled. I did as i was told. I didn't want to argue since he looked like he had more body strength then i did. Letting out a sigh the man stretched out his hand.
"Alright kid. It's time to get going, we're moving you to your actual room." He told me, i gave a confused look although i took his hand.
"Mister.... where am i?" I asked him in a quiet tone as he held my hand, leading me out of my room. He navigated through the building.
"In a place that will help you. You are in the Asylum." He answered keeping his eyes in front of him. I nodded, i had so many questions but what was the point? I didn't want to overwhelm the man with questions. I asked a few more anyways.
"Okay... um i can't remember anything... do you know who i am?" I asked. Letting out a sigh he answered.
"I don't know much... I'll tell you what i know about you but only you really know yourself. I know that your name is Honey Eide. Although you have many names... you are 13 years old from what i know. You don't have much of a family anymore, a sister and two brothers but that's it." The man answered for me.
"Honey..... okay. Do you know why I'm here?" I asked more questions. I really shouldn't ask anything more but i long to know. Frowning he answered.
"You have a few bad disorders. Those disorders you've got don't combine well together you as well would believe that you were some sort of.... never mind.  you are an interesting person, kid."
I nodded, being content with the answers. He led me down a hallway, i could hear someone tapping on the walls. I didn't like the noise but i just ignored it. I was then thrown in a room that looked sorta like a cell but it was a little nicer.
"Hey! Come back please! I don't wanna be here! I'm not an animal!! Please stop! I'm human too! Understand me!" I yelled. More then anything i wanted out of here, the man was unresponsive. I turned to see crayons playing with paper on the table. I took two and threw them both in his direction. It failed, i wasn't getting out of here. I'm not a criminal so why am i treated this way? I'll just take my crayons and leave then. Those idiots.