This story is written for Smittee's first 'Alphabet Challenge' at Dokuga. Each drabble of exactly 100 words will be inspired by the unusual prompts given there.

Prompt: cardioid – heart-shaped

Enjoy! =)

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Kagome glared at the cardioid lump of clay in front of her. How was forming clay like a first grader going to help her finding her will to live? If it was that easy to cure depression why then were so many people suffering from it?

"Oh, Miss Higurashi, is that a display of your current feelings?" the occupational therapist asked lightly.

Kagome flinched but said nothing. Ever since she had been admitted to the closed psychiatric unit, she felt her actions were at odds with her personality. Maybe the antipsychotic drugs they were force-feeding her caused this submissive behaviour.