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This isn’t your typical story. This story is different, because I’m different.
Apparently, I’m insane.
They tell me I’ve done something horrible and that’s how I ended up here.
But, none of it makes any sense.
Three nights ago, I went to bed with my gorgeous boyfriend, Will, who I love and cherish more than anything. I was home. We were happy.
But for some reason I can’t understand, the next day I woke up as a patient in Bartonville State Hospital, an institution for the criminally insane. The same place that employed me just the day before.
They had to force me into a drug-induced sleep that night, but when I woke up the next morning, I was back in my bed. Back at home with my beloved Will. I couldn’t understand it, so I figured it was a dream.
That was last night.
This morning, I awoke strapped to a bed—I’m back in Bartonville, and Will is gone again.
My mind is broken, stuck between two worlds and unable to comprehend which is reality.
I don’t know what’s going on or how this is happening to me, but I know I have to put the pieces together. I have to escape this house of horrors so I can get back to Will. He’s my everything, and no matter what they say I did, I refuse to be without him.
I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole and climbed back out, only to wake up the next day back underground.
My name is Cynthia Bridgewood, and they tell me I’m insane. But that can’t be true.
Can it?