Threatening Me
She was released for lunch but the bad docs (those from downstairs) told her they would have come and picked her tomorrow, the following morning to take her downstairs, she needed further treatments.... Anyway she was free to go in the main room and enjoy her fool-mates ....she couldn't think about anything else and this took her sudden anger away from her....
Bloody Monday
She was sad for she lost a lot of things and she was gloomy for she was downstairs again, little treatments, pills and wait and chains and loneliness .... Luckily their dream and hopes kept her awake and connected to what she wanted to know she was.... Or maybe to the things that made her accept that imprisonment...
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