Chapter 11

Dragging them back and forth, scratching the threshold of my perfectly white sneakers, I deliberately bump my legs into the girl sitting next to me.

It's been a few weeks since the new treatment started and I still can't adapt to the activities that encourage us to complete. Two days ago we were taken to a second recreation room, one of the few that are used by children. They released us there as trained little animals. The goal was to make our mind work and develop, in this way, we would be able to progress. The therapy would work very well if it were not done by forty people, most of them being the craziest in the entire building.

Inside the large room with windows covered by huge curtains, there were on a huge countertop Lego pieces, brushes and paints, puzzle games and small electronics with educational games. Nothing pleased me, but as we continued to be escorted by six security guards and two doctors always prostrate standing with clipboards in hand, I de