Chapter 2
We walked into the room and found a girl sitting on one of the beds on the opposite side of the room from where we were standing. She looked about my age, and she had
brown hair, and looked over-weight. Her name was Brittany, and she seemed really sweet, or so I thought. "Hey" she said to me, along with two teenage girls who were the
aids in the room. "Hi" I said back to them shyly. "Okay, it's time to say your goodbyes". I looked back at my parents and they had tears in their eyes, I felt my throat close
up. "Bye mom, bye dad" I said and went to hug both of them, not wanting to ever let go. "Bye sweetheart" my dad said, my mom just smiled a sad smile and waved. They
left and I turned around with tears in my eyes. "So what's your name and how old are you?" "My name is Sam and I'm going to be 15 in a couple of months." "Oh I'm
17,"Brittany said. I could've sworn she was my age. "Why are you here sweetie?" one of the aids who looked like Nicki Minaj asked. We had to have 2 aids stay in our room all
night long since we were in the adult unit, because it wasn't safe for two teenage girls to be alone. "I'm here because I'm depressed, suicidal, have anxiety disorders, and a
cutting problem," I said. "Hey I have a cutting problem too!" said Brittany and she lifted up her hand and showed me a deep cut that went from between her two fingers, all
the way down towards her wrist. I didn't say anything. "So do you like twilight" Brittany asked. "I love twilight." I said. "Well then it looks like you're going to be my new best
friend. " I just smiled. I sat down on my bed, and played with the edge of my hospital gown awkwardly. The girl Brittany was way too loud, so I tried to tune her out. I
decided that I was going to go to sleep, so I said goodnight to everyone and shut my eyes. I later on woke up to the sound of screaming. I looked at the clock and it said
2:14, and I looked over at Brittany and she was hitting and kicking the walls saying "The voices! The voices are telling me to kill you all!" I had no idea what "the voices"
meant, but it didn't sound very welcoming. She then took both her hands and started choking herself right there on the bed. I was stunned and by far freaked out. The aid
that looked like Nicki Minaj was trying to pry Brittany's hands off her throat, and the other aid was asking me if I was alright. "If she's alright? You're asking if she's alright?"
Brittany screamed. From that point on I knew my roommate was scary. I was thinking that maybe I would only stay here for a few more days, I couldn't take it. It was the
scariest thing ever. Creepy old guys would walk by the room and turn their head robotically and stare at me. I cried myself to sleep that night. I woke up and saw these two
old ladies in my room, and thought "Damn they got old fast", but seriously I had no clue how they got there. "Good morning sweetie," the one with the black hair said. "Good
morning..."I responded. "The other two girls had to leave throughout the night; they only had the night shift." I nodded still weirded out. I realized I had to pee really bad so
I excused myself, and went to the bathroom. "Oh one of us has to go with you, sweetie." The blonde said. "Why?" I asked. "Because wherever you go one of us has to go, it's
the rules. " "Wait, so you have to be in their while I..?" "Yes, but don't worry I won't look." She laughed. I just stared at her, and walked into the bathroom. I looked in the
foggy mirror and saw that I had raccoon eyes. My makeup smudged everywhere, so I cleaned my face up, and awkwardly sat on the toilet and did what I had to do. The aid
was trying to make conversation with me, but I didn't answer because I was kind of busy. I washed my hands with this soap that smelled like dead people, and walked back
into the room. Breakfast came, so I had to eat, even though I wanted to starve myself. They made me eat though. It was a bagel and eggs, and orange juice and milk. I
drank the milk and took bits and pieces of the bagel off. I really didn't' want to eat. I guess you could say I was being difficult and was kind of in denial about being there. The
aids threatened to shove the food down my throat, and something in their face showed me they were serious so I stabbed my fork in the eggs, and put it in my mouth. It
tasted like feet, and it was beyond gross. I pretended to eat the rest, and then closed the lid. I looked over at Brittany, she was staring at me. I looked away. When Brittany
was done with her food, we went into the hall to get our vitals done. We waited on line and when it was my turn, I walked into the room and sat down. I had to get my blood
pressure done, and this really cute guy was going to be the one doing it. He put his hand on my arm and I got the chills. "First time here?" He asked me. I guess people come
to the psychwards multiple times. "Yes," I answered, "Any advice?" "Stay away from the food," he told me. "Trust me I am." He told me he was studying to be a doctor, I
thought that was pretty cool. When he was all done with the examination, I went into the hall and saw my mom on the other side of the door. She waved to me and blew me
a kiss. I wasn't allowed to see her because it wasn't visiting time, and I wasn't on the adolescent unit yet, but she dropped off my clothes for me. If my time here couldn't get
any worse, they told me that they had to check my bag and make sure there was nothing inappropriate in there. The first thing he pulls out is a black lacy bra from Victoria
secret. Way to go mom. Then he pulls out my underwear, along with my black hoodie that I worse yesterday to school. You need to take the strings out of this. "Why?" I
asked. "It's a hazard. You could choke yourself with it." "Good god," I mumbled. What happened next was the most embarrassing moment of my life…