Chemicals PrologueI don't remember much of my childhood. Whenever my mind wanders back to it, its always broken up in bits and everything about it seems to be painful and violent. Most the things I remember are all the things that happened to me after I was 14. From there, things are a little more clear.When I turned 14 I just remember waking up one morning in a different room from the one I had passed out. This room seemed very white and the lights were brighter than the dim lights of my living room. It also smelt much cleaner. Like cleaning fluids, and not cigarettes and alcohol. It seemed my eyes had only been open for a few moments when a short middle aged woman with glasses ran in. She stood above me and began stroking my head and whispering to me softly. I was confused. To confused to push the stranger off. She kept going on about how I would be safe now... And how life was going to be easier now.I was in that room for a few days. Trapped and confused. I felt to weak to move so I never tried to.