I awoke in what felt like a bed. There was a bright light, but as I opened my eyes I couldn’t see. It was no dream. I can’t remember from before, and I had been attacked in the forested. Head slammed, vision lost, and his haunting laugh. That laugh will stain my memory forever. Slowly I tried to sit up, but felt a tug on my arms and legs. What's this? I am bound to the bed, scared and just wanting to slip away from this world. I laid there, quiet; listening. I heard voices, they were close, but the sound of my pounding heart in my ears, a beeping sound in my left ear drowned most of these words out. “She’s awake,’ I heard; male. “Should we confront her now?,” Female. “Yes, waste no more time,” another male. What are they talking about?

‘Can you hear me, little blind girl?” Female, “I’m a doctor.” Is she referring to me? Must be. I give out what I can, which is only a whisper. “Yes, yes I can,” I answer. “Good,” she said, “Now listen carefully. We recently been watching you over the past month.”

What?

“And we have seen you act abnormal a lot. Talking to yourself.”

What is she talking about. This has to be a joke.

“And we have seen you drug yourself, leave into the forest and collapse.”

No that can’t be. She got everything wrong! I don't even….remember.

“We didn’t know weather to confront you or not so we left you alone, until you slowly awoke. Shaky, but stood up.”

No.

“Then you stood there, looking around for the longest, you slammed your own head against a tree, and then forward face down. Then you began to scream then laugh.”

No! You’re wrong!

“Until you banged your head one final time against the ground and passed out.”

“Shut up!” I yelled, tears flooding down, “that's not what happened. I was brutally attacked by a man. He did this. He blinded me. Don’t imply im crazy!”

“The way you’re acting now,” the woman said, “doesn't make me think otherwise. now you're family has given me full custody of you. They don’t want you back and you will remain in a asylum. That is all. You have such a fogged vision of what happened.”

As I laid there, wanting to slip away, I heard a faint familiar voice. The voice I will never forget. “You did this to yourself, and they call me crazy.” And my world came crumbling down