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There were always screams that came from that room.
It was only every so often. Maybe once or twice every few months she would scream, curse god, and wreck the room to the best of her ability. Maybe it was all a ruse for some sedatives or maybe she really had just lost herself a moment in the madness of these walls.
The actions weren’t unheard of within the facility. In fact, it was a normal day to day occurrence. Patients had their inevitable meltdowns and the mess would be fixed, legalized sedation a godsent for nurses.
In the past, her screams were always simply frustration. Anger at the world, at her situation. She was one of the many patients left alone to rot in her room, no family or friends to visit, remind her she was human, and it got to her head at times. The screams used to only be a cry for attention.
The screaming was different now.
It was wretched, painful. She screamed until her throat was scratched red, coated in a raw layer of blood. The girl threatened to rip a vocal cord with the volume of her distain. The screaming would last hours every day. She never found peace; her shrieks would only subside with sobs or drained silence.
The anguished, blood-curling cries were intermittent for weeks.
She must’ve lost something more than her mind.
And she stayed in that room for those weeks, grief taking over her damned body. She never left.
Surprisingly she was not alone. Her roommate, the sweet girl with black hair, continued to live with her. She declined the nurses offer to remove her roommate, told them it would subside soon enough. It may’ve been out of pity. No one could understand why she wanted her to stay.
So for those weeks, the calm one simply laid in bed, acting oblivious to her destructive roommate slamming at the walls around her.
Others observed as she took care of her in ways the nurses refused, brought her food, let her lose her mind without intervention.
The girl was always a kind thing, small and a sweetheart; nurses often questioned why she was there in the first place. It remained a mystery how she tolerated her roommate: a vindictive girl with blind rage towards the world.
It took three weeks for the screaming to stop.
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