Once her life had been every child's dream. Parents that loved her, an older brother that stuck up for her and looked out for her like an older brother should. Yes. Once her life had been happy and care free. But on a dark Winter night, all that had been snuffed out in an instant. Now Sabrina was living it out in a Mental Institution, suffering from hallucinations and terrible nightmares that plagued the poor girl almost every night. Room number 13 the child resided in, hiding under the blankets of the bed that had been positioned against one corner of the room. "No...No no no..." That one word could be heard muttered by the girl from under the blanket as she lay there curled up into a tight paranoid ball, her small hands clutching onto the pillow provided to her by the hospital. The standard clock could be heard ticking away the time on the wall next to her room door. The girl tossed in her bed, rolling over onto her other side, more of that same word escaping past her pale pink lips as her body trembled, the time on the clock reading 1:30PM, time for her Doctor to arrive for another session with little Sabrina as she rolled over yet again, moving back to her other side, still clutching tightly onto the pillow.