At Sixes and Sevens

AT SIXES
AND
SEVENS
CHAPTER 1:
LOST
It’s been a year I haven’t spoke to anyone. My life is now completely a lie. I think I am lost in somewhere in my thoughts or maybe between these spooky white walls that stare at me like giant monsters and the walls also think that I am mad. “I am not mad! I am not mad!” I shout every single night in this room. And these words make others think that I am mad which I am not. I am just a little sick. I just look pathetic in these white clothes torn off and these no brushed hair that are turning white day by day.”Oh Is! Why you look so pale and dull, my dear?” said Alicia Margaret opening the room’s door and bringing in the trolley full of fruits and some vegetables. “I am fine” I said clearing my throat.
“I think you are sick” said Alicia, I did not reply and turned a deaf ear to her. “Here you go” said Alicia handing me an apple. An APPLE! I hate apples. I snatched the apple from her hand and threw it at the corner of the room. “Remember, An apple a day keeps the doctor away!” She said this and left the room. I hate this line because I have to eat apple daily to get proteins, calcium etc and there’s not one day Doctors keep away from me.
“She is Isabelle Crown, Doctor Lizzie. She’s kept here for a year”, said a nurse from the ward. “What is happened to her?” asked Doctor Lizzie. “She just gets mad sometimes, especially at night” said the nurse. Doctor instructed the nurse about another patient and told her to leave the room. I was alone with Dr. Lizzie. She sat on the bed where I was lying and asked me ”What’s your name?” I know that she knew my name but still was pretending that she don’t. “Isabelle, you can call me Is, if you like” I said and gave a slight smile. “Okay Is, many doctors are seeing much improvement in you. Do you know?” “No, I don’t” “Why you look so pale? Let’s get you ready” .
“Ready? Ready for what”, these words unexpectedly came out of my mouth. “You can go back to home, your test results were too better than the previous ones. If a patient’s test results are negative after the consistently positive results, it’s illegal to keep them in hospital, if and only if they are orphans or something like that” Okay. Okay. I don’t want to hear your speech. “Really, that’s good” I replied in a dull and heavy voice. “You are not excited I think” she said “I am!” I replied in a loud voice. After that I realized I was showing my madness to her. She stared at me for a moment and took me to the bathroom. She washed my hair and conditioned them then she instructed me how to take a shower. She was the only doctor I have seen helping a patient how to get cleaned. I took the shower as she had instructed, cleaned myself with the fluffy towel and wore the frock. The frock was made with cotton, it was warm and made me feel good, there were strawberries made on it and a ribbon attached at the bottom. I stepped out of the bathroom and found that Dr. Lizzie was not there. I saw long boots at my bedside. I thought they were meant for me and I wore them without being shy. I sat on my bed and waited for Dr. Lizzie. She came after fifteen minutes with a teenage girl. Her hair were shine black, she wore eyeliner, a funky top, jeans that were torn off from specific places and long boots. I think she was a stylist or something. She held a bulky bag in which, I think, were some equipment of makeup. “She is Sam and will help you…” said Dr. Lizzie
“I’ve got her from here Doctor” interrupted Sam while chewing the gum
“Okay Girls, I leave you here. Inform me when you are done” said Dr. Liz
“Okay…Okay!” said Sam rolling her eyes.
Dr. Liz left the room. Sam took my arm and told me to stand up. I stood straight stand as I was afraid of her or something. “Don’t be afraid of me I’m not going to eat you, girl” she said and put headphones to her ears. “Um…Um…hmmm I hate these headphones they are not working again” Was she talking to herself? Because I don’t know even one thing about headphones. She stared at me and said “I know!” What she knew? What she was talking about. I didn’t understand a bit. She took out something, I don’t know. She plugged in the switch of that thing. A strange type of noise came out of that thing. It freaked me out as I thought it was going to harm me. “What’s that?!!! Keep it away from me!” I said and heard the voices in my head again “Leave me alone! Get lost, Stay away, I will kill you, You are going to die!” These voices I hear every day at 3:00 pm or near. I realized that I was acting weirdly and madly in front of the girl. “Calm down, calm down, it’s ok, you are fine” I heard the girl saying this as I got faint and fall down.