[color=cyan]"I AM NOT CRAZY!"[/color] The blonde screamed as she struggled against the strong arms of the tanned official,  was he an officer or something? She hadn't taken the time to notice, her tiny body making no progress but failing to aid her in her claim. Sure, she knew she wasn't right in the head, never had been really, but the nut house? a little too far isn't it? Obviously not for the person who, anonymously, put her in here somehow. Well that was one trip to America potentially ruined.

"You need to calm down miss-" the nurse started to be interrupted by the teenager

[color=cyan]"I will calm down when you get me out of cuffs and out of here! I don't belong here!"[/color]

"You obviously do," the nurse replies before turning to the guard/whatever-he-was and barking, "Hold her," before the teen could protest the nurse jabbed the needle into her, sedative ran through her bloodstream and she passed out.

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[color=cyan]"It was all a dream,"[/color] The teen mutters to herself as she wakes up on the hard bed, that was when she noticed the straitjacket. [color=cyan]"It was not a dream,"[/color] she groaned, going to the wall an leaning against it. That was the voice came through. Weren't these things meant to be soundproof? [color=cyan]"Hello?"[/color] she questions the voice through the wall