Home for the Homeless- A role play

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Janette paused in her disinfecting of the tweezers. "Oh, forgive me, dear," she set the tweezers down and hurried back to Mia. "Will it hurt terribly if you set your hand on mine?" She asked, noting the tiny shards of glass in Mia's palm
"...No. It probably won't." Mia replied quietly. "Not any more than it did when the glass originally got stuck in my hand."
 
( Mia is bleeding)
(This is what happened:
Mia sat on her bed like she always did, staring in the direction of the window but always unable to see the light. She constantly felt like she was being watched, or she felt needlessly scared. Nothing was right in her mind, something was out of place or dangerous or she was doing something wrong. Mia dwelled on every little thing she had ever done wrong, or how she had never and probably would never accomplish anything. She was blind, she was a messed up human being, and she was useless.

Mia started breathing a little heavier, suddenly feeling panicked, and she couldn't stop it. She wanted out of the room, her paranoia was getting the best of her.
She desperately grabbed the doorknob and turned it, but it was locked as always. She was blind, why would she be allowed out of the room?

Walking into the bathroom, Mia turned to where she knew the mirror was. She never really looked into a mirror, it was pointless. She couldn't see, so the mirror was completely useless.
Just like her.

Suddenly, out of impulse, Mia formed her hand into a fist, and hit the mirror as hard as she could. It shattered, and the reflective glass pierced her knuckles. There was a loud crash as all of the glass hit the floor.

Mia's nurse came into the room quickly, when she had heard the noise.
"Ms. Hart??" She called, and walked into the bathroom quickly. She saw the blood all over the floor, and the glass stuck in Mia's hand.
"What did you do?? Mia, come over here." The nurse said. "Just walk forward."

Mia shook her head and stepped back a little. "No..." Her face was ghostly white, and her eyes were wide, but for some reason she was smiling a little.

The nurse was rather confused. Mia usually just did whatever she was told.
"Mia, your hand is bleeding profusely, come over here."

"No...No, I'm fine."

The nurse was losing her patience, and walked over to Mia, grabbing her arm. But when Mia felt her arm being grabbed, she snapped. She was tired of being led like a dog.
She raised her cane and hit her nurse with it.
"I said I'm fine!"

When her nurse fell, Mia ran out of the bathroom and went to try and open the door again. But the door was already open, it hadn't been closed when the nurse came in.

She walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. She tried to walk as normally as possible as she used her cane to search around, and stop her from hitting anything. Her hand was still bleeding, but she paid no attention to it.




Haunted prison RP (made by Flock Master 64)
 
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"...No. It probably won't." Mia replied quietly. "Not any more than it did when the glass originally got stuck in my hand."
(whoopsy do, didn't see this :P )

Janette carefully led Mia over to an office chair, making sure not to squeeze her hand at all. "Here, sit down," she said, moving the chair slightly closer to Mia.
 
(whoopsy do, didn't see this
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Janette carefully led Mia over to an office chair, making sure not to squeeze her hand at all. "Here, sit down," she said, moving the chair slightly closer to Mia.
Mia felt around for the chair and sat down on it, crossing her legs and resting her other hand on her lap. She waited for Janette to start removing the glass shards.
 
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Mia felt around for the chair and sat down on it, crossing her legs and resting her other hand on her lap. She waited for Janette to start removing the glass shards.
Janette waited till she was seated before swinging the lighted magnifying glass over her hand. Taking up the tweezers, she began to carefully remove the tiny shards, one at a time, and drop them in a small glass dish on the table. "So, Mia, tell me how this happened," she said.
 

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