Between two fires

The lock on a door clicked, and I managed to jump up before the chamber included the nurse. Appearance of the nurse meant that there came breakfast time. Morning meal to last from seven till nine in the morning here, exactly two hours as not all patients of psychiatric clinic behave as quietly as I and many others. To have to connect or dress some in a strait jacket to feed violently because some mentally sick patients flatly refuse meal. But it definitely not about me. First, I here voluntarily. Secondly, I not mentally sick and even not a bad person, therefore as one very young hospital attendant joked, it will be interesting to connect me only in one case. The hint was obviously trite character, but the guy it good, we communicate with it much. I it to you as the witch I speak.