Mental But Able

by krista.beilschmidt.9

Young Andy Jackson has been locked up for years seeing that she is able to see things and do things that others cant. But soon enough one country takes up the challenge on raising her like a normal girl would be and take on having her as a new 'roommate' or so it seems at first.

A grin was placed upon the face of Andy Jackson as she looking into the old rushed mirror sitting on the white walls of the mental hospital in Santa Fe. There was only two source of light: the small window and the over head light on the ceiling.
15 years Andy has been in that place and hoping to get out soon. Its not that she didn't like it there, it was that of dream she was f a guy who she has never met. Eyes the same color of the sky and hair blonde. But the only thing that bugs her is not being able to see his face or body.
Andy pulled her face away from the mirror and at the door waiting for one of the doctors to come in and take her away like every other day.

Andy's P.O.V

Soon the door opened showing a nice tall man wearing a white coat and face hidden to wear I cant see him. I was handcuffed and walked down to the end of the hall through double white doors. Once to the room of the meeting, I was set in front of papers that I had no idea whats its for. I just looked at it until another man came in with a briefcase. I stared up to him because of his height. He had blonde hair slicked back and worn sunglasses to hide his eyes from everyone. He sat across from me and went through some papers. Once done, the papers were sat in front of me. I just stared at it not knowing what to do. I heard him clear his throat and I looked up waiting from him to speak.

"Listen clearly, Ms. Jackson, this will be your last day in this mental hospital only if you sign there papers. Now we know you don't have any family so we will provide you with a home to stay at. Do you take it?" I stood up and bent foreword to look at him closer Something tells me that I should take it. I grabbed the paper ad pen. I drew lines that looked like a name 'Andy'. It was all blocky but I don't care, it was my name. I stared at him again and a grin appeared on my face and sat back down. "Is that all? Or is there more to sign?" He seemed to be surprised by my speech and how when it is. I spent some times learning English when I got the chance. I saw him stand and come over to me. He sat a hand on my head and let out a small smile.

"No more signing but time to get your stuff. Stay here and don't leave," he left the room. I rose from my seat and went over to his stuff. I just looked at his stuff and all the paperwork that he had. Then I saw a paper that had a picture of me as a kid. I grabbed it and looked at it. Name, age, all that important information until I saw something that caught my eye; Who I'll be living with: Ludwig Beilschmidt. Is that the guy I just saw? I heard the door open and the guy walked back in, making my drop the paper. We stared awhile until he came over and picked them up. I did what he said to do but looked at things. "I see you added something into the 'stay'. But its fine, Im not going to yell at you because you did listen," he said in a calm voice. I took my seat again and he spook about things that will be happening. "Why, are you wearing...sunglasses inside?" He looked at me. He started to take them off.

"Ludwig Beilschmidt ist mein name und jou'll be living with ich und mein bruder for now on Ms. Jackson. We will leave tomorrow for Germany. For now we will be staying at a hotel. This will be you first time out in 15 years, so no causing trouble," with that word I know I'll be starting a new life with this man and his brother in a whole new country.