The curious case of Ophelia Bloom
The diary of Ophelia Bloom,
-Entry 1
Dear diary,
Today my father abandoned me. He told the doctors I was insane. I'm not crazy. He left me here just because I'm not like him, because I believe science. I've heard rumors about this place, Redwood asylum, I'm terrified to be here. They took everything from me my clothes, my photos, my camera, my wallet. The only reason I still have this book is because they think it helps the healing process.
-Entry 6
Dear diary,
It's been almost a week and still no one has come for me. I'm not sure if anyone even knows I'm here. They treat me like a child, like I can't function on my own. I just want to get out. These medications are making me loose myself. I feel sick to my stomach and I can barely stand.
-Entry 17
Dear diary,
It's day seventeen and I'm terrified. The doctors say that I'm going in for something called a lobotomy. One of the other patients, a woman named Katie over heard us and started screaming “not again! not again!” I'm not sure what's going to happen to me but I hope that I'm not going to end up like that poor woman.
-Entry 28
Dear diary,
It's day 26 or maybe 27, it doesn't matter. This place, the way they treat us, I have to get out of here or I may die. Katie went in for another surgery yesterday, she didn't come back. Most of our nurses and caretakers have been replaced by men that I'm almost positive never graduated or even attended medical school. They treat us like inmates and I'm afraid that they are experimenting on the especially dull patients. They don't know well enough to defend themselves so when the men go to take them into the doctors office they don't put up a fight.
-Entry 96
Dear diary,
I've lost track of what day it is, they are all kind of the same now. All my days just kind of mix into one. When I got here I'm pretty sure I wasn't crazy, but just being her, I'm going insane. I still don't understand why he left me here. I don't understand what I did wrong. I don't really even remember to be honest. My doctor has got me on a new medication which makes it impossible to focus on anything for very long, I'm note sure what this new medicine is but I saw one of the nurses slip a few pills into her purse. I can't imagine why. Why would you voluntarily make yourself feel like this. I'm getting kind of bored of writing in this book so I may stop for a while.
-Last entry
Dear diary,
I'm getting out, nothing can stop me. I've been here, tortured, for years. I can't trust anyone anymore. I need to get away from these evil pills. These men are so horrible, they make me miss my father. My father. Why did he leave me here? Where is he? I'm leaving tonight and I'm going where the do will never find me.
-Entry 1
Dear diary,
Today my father abandoned me. He told the doctors I was insane. I'm not crazy. He left me here just because I'm not like him, because I believe science. I've heard rumors about this place, Redwood asylum, I'm terrified to be here. They took everything from me my clothes, my photos, my camera, my wallet. The only reason I still have this book is because they think it helps the healing process.
-Entry 6
Dear diary,
It's been almost a week and still no one has come for me. I'm not sure if anyone even knows I'm here. They treat me like a child, like I can't function on my own. I just want to get out. These medications are making me loose myself. I feel sick to my stomach and I can barely stand.
-Entry 17
Dear diary,
It's day seventeen and I'm terrified. The doctors say that I'm going in for something called a lobotomy. One of the other patients, a woman named Katie over heard us and started screaming “not again! not again!” I'm not sure what's going to happen to me but I hope that I'm not going to end up like that poor woman.
-Entry 28
Dear diary,
It's day 26 or maybe 27, it doesn't matter. This place, the way they treat us, I have to get out of here or I may die. Katie went in for another surgery yesterday, she didn't come back. Most of our nurses and caretakers have been replaced by men that I'm almost positive never graduated or even attended medical school. They treat us like inmates and I'm afraid that they are experimenting on the especially dull patients. They don't know well enough to defend themselves so when the men go to take them into the doctors office they don't put up a fight.
-Entry 96
Dear diary,
I've lost track of what day it is, they are all kind of the same now. All my days just kind of mix into one. When I got here I'm pretty sure I wasn't crazy, but just being her, I'm going insane. I still don't understand why he left me here. I don't understand what I did wrong. I don't really even remember to be honest. My doctor has got me on a new medication which makes it impossible to focus on anything for very long, I'm note sure what this new medicine is but I saw one of the nurses slip a few pills into her purse. I can't imagine why. Why would you voluntarily make yourself feel like this. I'm getting kind of bored of writing in this book so I may stop for a while.
-Last entry
Dear diary,
I'm getting out, nothing can stop me. I've been here, tortured, for years. I can't trust anyone anymore. I need to get away from these evil pills. These men are so horrible, they make me miss my father. My father. Why did he leave me here? Where is he? I'm leaving tonight and I'm going where the do will never find me.