You are in a mental ward for the foreseeable future. your parents thought you are crazy and might have skicophrena. you imagine a beautiful blonde woman with a black dress heels. this had made them get you emiddited. You're facing the wall in your padded cell as you hear a voice. you speak to yourself saying "You're not real you're not real, You're not real"

'what are you talking about? of course I am, those doctors gotten to you. don't ya fret my dear I'll aways be here. real rest on my lap so I can relax ya. I bet you'd love some nice gentle headpats after being locked up in here for so long."