I got checked in a psyche ward.. Long story but that is not this story.
I was pacing around because they give you Ativan if you pace around alot.
I met this girl. She was probably 19, maybe 21. She had to be an adult or she wouldn't have been there.
She would sit in the doorway of the room she was in and when she saw me she said "you can help me".
She got up and took my hand and I pulled away because I was a lot older.
I told her "I can't hold your hand or they will tase me".
She said "but you can help me".
So we walked down the hallway and she started counting of doors but some weren't really there.
Like 1 and a half, one and 3 quarters. When there really was a door she hit it.
If the staff saw her they would yell "get back to your room young lady!"
She would run back to her room and close the door.
Then I kept pacing and she was there sitting in her doorway.
"You can help me", she said.
I walked down the hallway and she counted off the doors, real or imaginary. One and a quarter, one and a half, one and three quarters.
She would always hit the real doors.
She kept saying "See.. you are helping me" as she counted off the doors.
We were both wearing paper clothes and I looked at this girl and please don't think I am pervert but she was beautiful.
I remember thinking how did this girl who is so beautiful get so broken?
When the staff wasn't running her off we walked down the hall and I let her count.
I finally fell asleep and they discharged me the next morning.
Before they discharged me I asked to speak to that young lady. The door was closed.
I said "hey that girl is my friend. I helped her. Can I at least say bye?"
The staff said no you can't talk to her.
I said "That girl is my friend! What is going to happen to her?"
The staff said they coudn't about other patients.
I had to leave. Never even caught her name.
I hope somebody else helped her and she finally found that door she was looking for.