I Hate Being Stuck Here

"I'd love to tell you more but my brain just keeps going blank!"

I tried to remain calm but I could tell by the end of this whole thing I would be furious. I've been sitting in this stupid room for the past week. I only left it when I had to leave the bathroom, other than that I just sit here. The same white walls with little blue birds painted in random spots, the same small bed with white sheets and blue fluffy blanket, and the same bright white fluorescent light in the middle of the ceiling. 

"Come on, just try to remember something else. I promise this is the last time we'll ask you. After this you can go back home," she spoke in a quiet and soothing voice. The same kind of voice you'd use when speaking to a child.

"I told you I don't remember anything else!" This lady is really starting to test my patience. I don't know how much longer I can deal with her annoying and futile questions. 

"Fine. I'll leave but just know, this is the last time I am going to come in here and ask nicely," she said as she got up and left my room. 

"Finally," I sighed in exhaustion and relief as she walked out. She had been in here all morning but that was no surprise. She'd been coming here for almost a month now; it had pretty much become routine. 

She would come here every morning at and we'd sit here for hours or at least that's what it felt like, I don't really know for sure, they don't let me have a clock in here. I guess they think letting me have anything glass is too much of a risk. I'm not allowed to have glass, metal, or even plastic, so the utensils I use to eat are, well, nonexistent. I only eat sandwiches and other finger foods, basically anything not requiring a fork, spoon, or knife. I don't blame them, you wouldn't either if you knew why I was in here.

I don't blame them for keeping me here but I still hate it nevertheless. It's very boring and the only thing that keeps me somewhat busy is the endless supply of books they have here. Since I've been here I've read over 100 different books. The books are my only escape from this place. I've been here for almost 5 months and I hate being stuck here.