Hanne Vøllestad: A Short Story

Where the sun never shines Hanne Vøllestad "Excuse me, Im not so known her, where are the glass?"I said and tried to smile to the girl who worked here as she walked fast thru the kitchen. "It is to your left," she said happily and smiled. I thanked her and went to my room again with a full glass of ice cold water. "Better in my room alone, than out on the common" I said quiet, so no one could hear me. I came to this institution two weeks ago, and every day, even this day has remained the same. Nothing to do at all. I 'm bored all day long. All I do is sit on my room and go on the common when its food, and then I go back inside and stare into the depressing grey wall. The smell in here is awful. Not totally sure why I had to come

I looked to the side and it was full of blood. A shard was sticking out of my skin. I needed to drag the help-cord. And the people who work here now is not at all nearly as nice to me as the other lady. The ONE person I liked, had to quit her job because she and her husband moved again. The footsteps to the staff sounded like someone were dancing with high heels on a floor. It was so loud.

I heard them a long time before they actually came to my room. They asked what happened, but I didn 't know. "My arm. When I woke up, it was bleeding non-stop and it is a shard there," I said hysterically. One of the persons went out and got a first-help-kit. They dragged the shard out and putted pressure on my shoulder. They asked me again what in the world I had done, but I said still that I did not know, I had just woken up like this. They looked on the floor and they found a glass. She putted on gloves and held it

Answer me, and don 't hide anything from me." she said loudly and not on a very nice was. "No I haven 't, I promise! Im over with that stuff, I 've tried, but I know it doesn 't help me," I said scared because I knew they never believe me. "Im taking fingerprints of this glass, and then we can see if else have touched it or its just you again," she said on a bitchy way. "Was someone of you here last night?" I asked and thought about the person I saw yesterday. They were muttering together and concluded that no one was in my room yesterday. I told them about the shadow of a person I saw yesterday but they just looked at each other and started laughing. "Nobody were here last night, it was a person watching so no one could have come thru the outdoor and in on your locked room Katie," laughing at me. "But I know what i saw!" As they walked out, they laughed really