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((RP here))

Luna was sitting in the corner of her empty room. She wrapped her arms around her knees and rocked. She looked around the room hesitantly. She was 'seeing spirits' again. She shrieked, "Leave me alone!" thousands of times. Her face was wet with tears and sweat. A guard came into to check on her, seeing there was no one else in the room with her, he walked away.

Saera sat in her room, talking to herself, nervously looking around, dropping her voice to a mumble anytime any one walked by.

Luna looked across the hall, seeing Saera in the room across. Luna walked in her room amimlessly. She jumped back, thinking she saw a spirit. "No! Leave her alone. Leave me. alone! Go away!" She backed up to the wall and began to cry and she dug her head into her knees.

"Was she talking to you?"
"I don't think she was talking to you."
"She seemed like she was talking to you."
"She wasn't talking to me."
"Are you sure?"
"What if she was just talking to herself?"
"Like you?"
"I don't talk to myself."
"You're at an asylum, dear."
"I am not insane."
"I wouldn't say that."
Saera growled at herself, laying back down with a sigh.

((lol, she's a lot like me (expect I'm not in an asylum)))

((lol))

Luna walked to the front of her room, near the cell bars. She looked around hesitantly. She grasped the bars. She started talking to herself. "Get me out....I need to get out...Get these things out of my room!" She shrieked. She looked around her room. She ran from wall to wall. "Leave me alone!"

((omigosh these pplz r crazy XD))

"I think she's talking to herself."
"Yeah, me too."
"Talking to yourself too? Well that's a big surprise."
"You're horrible, you know. You got me here in the first place?"
"Me? I did no such thing."
"You should go talk to her."

((gtg))

Luna started to cry. "Someone get me out...Let me free..." She wailed. "These things are messing with my head!" She grasped her hair. "Ah!"

George was huddled in the corner of his cell, rocking back and forth.

((lol, last post))

"I'm not going to talk to her."
"Well I am."
"How is that supposed to work?"
Saera shrugged. "I don't know."
"Do you ever?"
"That was mean."
"A bit. I'm sorry."
"Good."
"I'm going to go talk to her."
"No you're not."
"Why not?"
"Because she'll make us go insane!"
"Honey, you're already insane."
"No I'm not," she told her selves firmly.

((aw, k. lol 'herselves))

Luna looked around more. She saw another cell with a guy in the corner. "Why am I here." She asked herself. "It's not my fault!" She shrieked. "It's them!"

George looked up. "You are here because you are insane."

"NO!" Luna said, defensive. "Leave me alone! You're just like the rest of the people!" She ran across the room - wall to wall - again. "Stop it! I don't want to be around you!" She shrieked at nothingness.

George sighed. "I'm not insane..."

Luna heard George. "Then why are you in here?" She asked. She was panting.

"I was back-stabbed by my own father."

"But fathers don't do that..." Luna said.

Heather frowned at the meds the gaurd was trying to get her to swallow. "I'm not taking those." She said. "I'm not crazy, just different."
"Just take them." He said.
Suddenly Janie was there. "No." She whispered. The meds were in her face now. She reached out to take them. The gaurd left satisfied.

That One Person{Tawa} wrote: ""But fathers don't do that..." Luna said. "

"Well, mine did." George replied harshly.

Luna went to the back wall of her room, frightened. Not of George, but she was seeing things. She shrieked. "Leave!" She ran to the corner, trying to hide herself.

Heather threw the meds across the room and left. She wanted to talk to her family not waste time here in the asylum. This was all Janie's fault. If she wasn't here she would be curled up on the couch watching a movie.

Saera wandered into the hall, looking for someone besides herself to talk to. She was fine, just not when she was alone.
You're never alone.
You know what I mean.
Really? How so?
You're all a part of me, a figment of my imagination. I am you, and you are me.
That is very profound, dear, and partially correct, but only partially.

Luna was about to fall asleep. But she decided not to. "If I do, then they might try to get me when I'm least vulnerable..."

Luna shrieked. She felt a chill going down her neck and back. "Go away!" She yelled.

George sighed.

She crawled towards her bed and hid herself under sheets. She cried to herself. She felt so alone although there were people around.

Scarlet sat alone.

Luna slowly fell asleep. She tossed and turned, wailing to herself. She yelped in her sleep.

Scarlet cryied silently. Her eyes focus someplace far away.

Luna woke suddenly. She looked into the hallway to see if there was anything interesting.

Scarlet felt them enject something in her with a needle. She was use to it..

Luna walked over to the room's entrance's bars. "Doesn't that hurt...?" She asked Scarlet from across the hall.

"I can't feel it anymore."

George winced.

"They've done it so many times"

"Oh.." Luna said. She sat down on the floor. "Why are you here?"

"I see things, they say I shouldn't"

"What sort of things?" George asked.

"Things that havn't happened yet."

"So....you're psychic?" Laura asked. "No!" She shrieked. "You can't!" She was yelling at the 'spirits' again. "She hasn't done anything! You don't know her!" Her face was red with frustration.

Scarlet didn't even blink.

Laura started to cry. "It's not safe here...not at all." She told herself. "These things won't leave me alone!"

"I'm not crazy."

Laura looked up at Scarlet. "Then why were you sent here?"

"My parents didn't belive me."

"Parents never trust their children...That's why Aldrea was here. And she still haunts...And it's terrible!" She shrieked. "Leave!" She said to the 'spirit'.

((Aldrea is one of the kinda 'made up' spirits that Luna sees.))

((are they really made up))
"I see"they drugged her up so much she beleived everything anyone siad.

((yea, pretty much things in her head. she's paranoid :P ))

"I'm scared....all the time." Luna said. "Everywhere I turn, there's a spirit, just longing to taunt me."

"Like allll the doctors"