Here is the next word: Pillows!
Fearfully, I looked at my mom. I was still trying to process what happened. I was just out, flying around just because I felt like it, and my parents caught me. They were going to tear me apart. Molecule by molecule. I thought. Struggling, I banged my head on the examination table.
Mom was standing at the weird control pannel thingy. Jazz was standing next to her, frozen with fear. Mom elecrocuted me again. It hurt. It hurt a lot. It was no match for the portal accident though, even if it was pretty close. "Stop it! You're hurting him!" I heard Jazz yell out. Startled, Mom stopped.
Even though I wasn't being electrocuted anymore, the pain still zoomed around my body. It didn't hurt as much as before, but I was weaker. And when your weaker, stuff just hurts a lot more. I learned that the hard way- many, many times. "Jazz, Phantom is a ghost. He can't feel pain. He isn't human." I heard mom say. Those words stung. I did too feel pain! I just couldn't manage to say those words through it. That electric shock did more than I thought it would.
"He may be a ghost, but look at his face. He is in pain! All you try to do is prove your theroies. As a scientist, you are supposed to change them to match what is actually happening. You went as far as to hurt an innocent teenager!" Jazz said, tears coming down from her eyes. She didn't like to see me hurt. Of course she didn't want to see me tortured by our own parents. Tears were coming down from my eyes too. It hurt... My vision was getting blurry from all of my tears. I seen a more motherly look on mom's face though.
"Jazz..." Mom started.
"You hurt an innocent kid! Mom, you are supposed to be a mother." Jazz said, interupting her. Jazz is trying really hard to protect me... My super healing was starting again. I tried to struggle, to escape from the wrist bands. Then I remembered, my ice powers! Duh!
I froze the chains, and sat up, only to hit something hard. I fell back down, hitting my head on the metal table and falling unconcious. I seen one thing before my eyes finally closed. It was a stupid pole! It blocked my escape, which I could have had while Dad was upstairs and Mom was having a family moment with Jazz.
I had one thought before I passed out. Why couldn't they have given me a pillow?
Yeah... it's short.