My body ached and a strong headache took
over when I was dragged out of that dark
room. The light burned my eyes and my
bones felt painful beneath my pale skin.
When I was brought back to my room, a
new nurse took the opportunity to make
fun of my white hair. She said things like,
“What are you, an old woman?” And “Looks
like you have ashes from a fire on your
head.”
It hurt to be made fun of, and I began to see
myself differently. The ugly. The evil. The
vile. That's all I am now.
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Corruption
Short StoryFirst book in The Lunacy trilogy: Sent to an Asylum to be treated for Female hysteria. Isabelle just wanted to dance and live her own life, but they didn't agree with that and now she must learn to survive in the place where the darkness lurks- awai...
