It was just a normal morning for Juliet, while as normal as it can be at Zone Induced Mental Hospital. She was currently coloring a drawing on a piece of paper a staff member gave her. Her long bck hair fell in front of her face as her emerald green eyes focused on coloring. That's when she heard her name get called.

  "Juliet, honey please follow me there is someone who would like to speak to you." A tall beautiful dy with short blonde hair announced, standing in the doorway of Juliet's padded room. This was Nurse Mindy, one of the few staff members that were good with kids.

  Juliet at first didn't move, the voices in her head screaming at her to not trust this dy. But after a little bit of encouragement from Nurse Mindy, Juliet stood up and walk towards her.

  As they were walking down the countless halls, Juliet could hear the screams of other people in this weird pce. Well weird in her mind as she was only nine years old. But the screaming wasn't the thing that she was mostly focused on. She was mostly focused on the voices in her head. Talking with her like a normal person would.

  "Hey little one, that nurse you are following right now seems a little bit too quiet." One of the voices said, the tone it had was calm and collected. Juliet giggled a little bit, which caused Nurse Mindy to look down at her.

  "You okay, Juliet?" Nurse Mindy asked, reaching out to Pat the small girl on the shoulder. "Oh did you not hear the voice?" Juliet said, with a puzzled expression on her face. She was confused on why she was the only one who could hear the voices. Was there something wrong with her? Maybe that was the reason why she was here. Did her parents hate her that much.

  "No I didn't hear anything. Are okay?" The nurse said, she was concerned about Juliet, especially with the disturbing stuff she usually saw at this mental hospital. Poor girl, she shouldn't have to live in a pce like this. Mindy thought to herself with a soft sigh as she waited for Juliet to respond back to her.

  But before Juliet could even respond back, a high pitched scream pierced through the hallway. And to whoever that scream belonged to, let's just say it sounded like they were in some serious pain. " Shit." Nurse Mindy muttered under her breath, she prayed to God that the little girl next to her didn't hear her. Juliet, though, who was ever so innocent and naive seemed to ignore the blood curling scream she just heard, as she quickly responded to Mindy's question prior to the screaming. "Yeah I am fine I must have been imaging things!" To the nurse's surprise, Juliet seemed oddly calm even after that pained and terrified scream. She knew that this little girl had to of heard it. It was this little girl had heard worse than this. Or maybe she had been through worse than whatever that person who was screaming was going through. But Nurse Mindy didn't have time to dwell on that thought.

  But she couldn't help but wonder what this poor little girl went through to end up in a pce like this.

  After a few hours of walking the two finally reached where they needed to be. Mindy opened the door for Juliet and watched her walk inside the room. However, the nurse didn't follow the little girl, which made the girl pause.

  Nurse Mindy sighed, before she spoke in a soft and soothing voice. "Don't worry little one, I'll be waiting for you wait here. I'm not going anywhere." She hoped Juliet would believe her, but she knew that everything this little girl was seeing and experiencing was nothing like her normal life.

  Juliet stood there for a moment, the voices in her head were screaming at her to run, to run as fast as she could until she found a exit. She didn't understand why these kind voices in her head were telling her to run away. Especially when this pce seemed pretty nice. And with that reasoning she walked further into the room, leaving Mindy behind.

  The room was dimly lit, with a few couches and a chair in front of a long dark oak desk. Their was a very old and wiry dy who looked like she was in her 80s. She had short curly grey hair and deep dark brown eyes. Brown eyes like that scared Juliet for some reason. The little girl didn't know why it scared her, but it did. Maybe it reminded her of someone.

  But the old dy seemed kind enough, so Juliet walked over and sat in the chair that was facing the old dy.

  "Hello dear." The old dy greeted the child in front of her. Her voice was calm and collected, but it sounded like nails being dragged across a chalk board. Juliet flinched when she heard it. "I'm am going to be your therapist in this pce!" The old dy said with a kindhearted smile. She seemed like she was trying to lower her voice so it didn't hurt Juliet's ears. The old dy never like to see kids get hurt.

  Juliet didn't say anything. The silence was almost defending. It was clear the old dy wanted to say something, but she wanted to give Juliet a chance to respond.

  As the silence continued, the voices in Juliet's head kept getting louder and louder. One of the voices that she calls narrator spoke up. It's deep and raspy voice filling her mind. "Don't trust anyone here. They're are all here to hurt you." Juliet tilted her head at what the narrator 'said.'

  However, she decided to just ignore the narrator.

  "What's a therapist?" Juliet asked the old dy, she seemed very nervous. She usually listened to the narrator, but she didn't want this nice old dy to see her as fucking crazy. Especially when all her old cssmates though she was crazy. And for some reason she had a feeling that girl Nora was the reason why her parents left her here.

  "A therapist is someone who helps you with your feelings and emotions. They can also help you handle your anger or sadness." The old dy expined calmly. She did noticed that the little girl was nervous, so she tried to stay as calm as possible. To try to make Juliet feel safe around her. However, the old dy didn't even know the full reason why Juliet was so nervous.

  "So hunny what's your name?" The old dy asked, holding out her hand for Juliet to hold. "My name is Juliet." Juliet muttered shyly, looking at her p.

  "Oh that's a lovely name! I am Mrs. Acher, but you can call me Garcia." Mrs Archer said softly, as she watched Juliet grabbed her hand almost hesitantly. "Now I have a question, do you know why you are here?" She asked. Juliet shoke her head no, which caused Mrs. Archer to sigh. "Well can you expin what happened a few days ago before you got brought here." Mrs. Archer asked trying to not let her annoyance get to her. Even though she didn't like see kids get hurt doesn't mean she likes working with them.

  "I can try. But just to warn you, I hear voices in my head." Juliet said before she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. That is what her mother always told her when she was stressed out.