Everybody knows my name.

Based off a writing prompt let me know if you want me to continue with a second one.

I am running down the street. Heavily breathing. Bleeding from wrists. Not knowing where I am. I look around in a panic. I turn down an alley. They follow me screaming my name. How do they know my name? They are screeching. Begging me to turn around. I do not trust them. Complete strangers who know my name. I can't think straight. How do they know my name? This question keeps popping up. I am still running. I can't catch my breath. They are chasing me. I turn again and duck behind a dumpster. They keep chanting my name over and over again. I can't escape them. I hold my breath as they run past me. I wait a few more seconds before jumping out. They are waiting for me. They grab me. They continue chanting my name. They hold me down before injecting me with the serum. I float away and awake back in the hospital. Everything is white. I see my so called parents looking at me. The father nudges the mother to show her that I am awake. I scream at them, "WHO ARE YOU???" The mother cries. I know they are not my real parents. Only fakes. Nothing is real. The serum only makes things look real. It's all fake. The world isn't this clean. The world is a filthy disgusting place filled with fake people. No one is real. Everyone is just in my mind. I fight to sit up but I am tied down. My wounds are bandaged. Dried blood stains the gauze. The smell of disinfectant is clinging to my nose. I fight the restraints more and more screaming at the parents to let me go. I bang my wrists against the hand rail. The father screams for a nurse. They run in holding me down once again. I scream more and more. They inject me once again. I drift to sleep.