Maybe we're crazy [minie]
Mar 7, 2014 19:39:54 GMT -5
Post by Hael [prev. reasons] on Mar 7, 2014 19:39:54 GMT -5
THE SOUND of shoe colliding with dirt fill my ears. My hands are stuffed into my front pockets and sighed. Unwilling, I am going to visit my crazy aunt. I've seen her once or twice and I was a little frightened by it all, I just really wanted to go home. That was six years ago. My aunt has been lonely and requested me specifically to come, I didn't think she remembered me.
When I enter, I am hit with a wave of cleanser and almost choke on the fumes. I am lost in a maze of white walls that seem just as intimidating as they are supposed to be white. The lights and white walls blind me and I feel more disorientated than I should. I am too used to the dark for adjusting to the light to be easy.
Someone dressed in white - ugh - checks something off their check board. I assume they work here so I ask, "excuse me, can you tell me what room Matilda Bronson is in?" She looks up from her paper and looks and me skeptically. "Eli Bronson?" I nod in response. "We're been waiting for you. Matilda is in room 3570," she tells me before ignoring me. I sigh and take a stop in the bathroom.
I use the stairs to get to floor three and finally arrive at my aunts room. I inhale deeply before walking in.
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I walk out my aunts room, thinking it went well. I was in there for about an hour and a half. We never made conversation, but I'm sure she knew who I was anyway. It might be a stretch, but I think that my presence might even have calmed her.
I admit it, I'm more than surprise that something more interesting happened today. It was a little boring for a visit to the mental hospital.
I try to find my way out of this white maze, but find myself getting lost over and over again. A huff of frustration escapes me as I try to locate the exit.
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