You are a 13-year-old kid who has lived in a mental hospital ever since you were 9. Recently, you started going to school at the age of 11. You go to school with two doctors so you can get your shots and medicine, and so they can make sure you won’t hurt anyone. Present day, you’re entering school, your hands chained behind your back, and with the two doctors holding onto you to make sure you won’t run away. Once you enter school, everyone in the hallway goes quiet and stares at you and then chattering starts up. “Look, that feral student is back.” Says one of the girls who is whispering to another girl, they both start laughing. The doctors drag you to your first class and you struggle and fight at them, trying to get your way, but they don’t let that happen. You enter your first class and you get dragged to your seat by the two doctors. “Welcome everyone, today, we are going to learn about covering decimals into fractions and vice versa.” The teacher passes out pencils and paper to people who need it in soon starts to listen. Hours later, at lunch, you’re sitting in the cafeteria, eating a plain sandwich like you’ve never eaten in months, well most people around you watch like you’re a feral animal in a love cage. after you’ve got done eating, the doctor stood up, grabbed you, and took you out of the cafeteria, then out of the building to drive back to the mental hospital. While you were in the van, one of the doctors gave you medicine and applied an IV to your arm and many other things. Soon, you all get to the mental hospital and the doctors take you to your room to rest, after the doctors put you down for a nap, they quietly walked out of the room, closing the door slowly to not wake you up. As soon as they close the door, you made sure they were far from your room and you opened your eyes, pretending to be asleep only so they could leave you alone in your room.