u/I_eat_door_handles

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So this pissed me off a while ago and I'm still really pissed off.

My brother was in the hospital for a long time, he will need surgery in about a week or so. We get regular updates from his doctors, not that that matters, because no one can fucking read them.

Medical documents should be written in possibly the EASIEST ENGLISH (or whatever other language they are written in) EVER. I could not understand what the hell they were talking about, neither did my brother (THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO KNOW THIS!!!!), my dad, mom, sisters, nobody could understand a single fucking word of the fancy word vomit that the fucking document was.

Great!!!! You sound sooooo smart writing all those fancy, big words!!!! Congratulations you're so intelligent and professional!!!! Now children, people who don't speak the language natively, dyslexic people, or literally anyone with any type of limited vocab can't even read their own, extremely important medical documents!!!!! Good job!!!! Let 'em die right?????

And I had to put the document through chatgpt to rewrite it to be understandable and used more of our clean water!!! When in the first fucking place they could have used language people actually spoke (or at the very least included a simpler worded version) but nooooooooooooo they had to use words only 30 people globally know and only 4 of those people know how to spell!!!!

This isn't even a skill issue, no one knew what the hell it was saying, even my middle aged parents.

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Self explanatory title, I'll always be this disgusting creature. I'm not even sad anymore, I've accepted it at this point. No matter what I do, I'll never be a man, I'll always be just another woman.

It feels surreal in a way, I can walk, talk, think, I am literate, but I'll never be as much of a person as men are. My flesh is meant to be eaten, I was always meant to be a breathing incubator. There is no point in existing like this.

I don't hate my body as a female body, it's just that, female. I hate that it's female at all. I hate that it will always be female. I will always be a disgusting, ugly vessel. I understand that now, I have come to terms with the fact that my body is only made for others to enjoy and profit off of. For men to be attracted to and babies to feed and grow from. I feel sick.

It's not internalized misogyny, I grew up in a female friendly environment (aside from my dad) and the women in my family are all treated like equals to their male counterparts. I don't think my female family members are disgusting, for some reason, only me.

(marked nsfw/adult content for sensitive topics such as, but not limited to, child death and description of dead body)

So a little bit of backstory first, the 2 most important characters are 79 year old Alissa and 8 year old Julie. Alyssa is Julie's grandmother and has taken her in after the death of Julie's mother, Lana. Their old home was destroyed in a fire, so they now live in an apartment. Apartment number 3 14.

Alissa has dementia due to her old age, and slowly forgets small things, like to take her medicine, to eat breakfast, what day it is... Things that aren't explicitly harmful with the right care. But her condition keeps getting worse, and one day, she has forgotten about Julie.

One night, she wakes up in the middle of the night to the sound of Julie having a nightmare. The groaning and creaking of the bed as Julie twists and turns scares Alissa, and she goes to check what's going on. She finds a person in the bed in the other room that she does not recognise, she assumes Julie is an intruder and takes an axe and kills her in her sleep and stuffs the body under her bed, in fear someone may find what she has done.

(This was backstory, now onto the actual book)

In the morning, she does not remember what happened, and she goes on with her life as usual. The door to the room across from her, Julie's room, is locked. She does not remember what was in there, but she has no reason to investigate. She assumes it is a storage closet and moves on.

A few nights after Julie's murder, Alissa has a nightmare of a beat up little girl standing in her doorway, when she gets up and approaches the child, she wakes up. She assumes it is just a normal nightmare at first, but the same one keeps repeating over and over, each time, the girl is more disfigured and rotted, with flies surrounding her.

Alissa starts to piece together clues about who this girl in her dreams is. Piece by piece she discovers more things about the child, she knew her, she liked playing with Ragdolls, she was young, she was dead, and Alissa had a connection to her death. Eventually, it is revealed Alissa was the one to kill Julie. Alissa, now conscious, decides to open the locked door in the night, believing it would allow Julie's spirit to leave the apartment. The stench hits her immediately, flies swarm out. There is a puddle leaking from under the bed. Once she looks under it, she finds Julie's body, half rotted away. She hears footsteps behind her, when she looks back she sees the child from her dreams standing in the doorway, in the same state Julie's real body was. The child slowly starts approaching Alissa.

The story ends with 2 true crime podcast bros, Jack and Alex, starring in their brand new Halloween special episode, tackling the unsolved mystery of what happened to 2 inhabitants of the apartment complex in the middle of a city, their bodies were found after no staff had heard anything from the inhabitants of one of the apartments. They had to bust down the door, as it was locked, but no key could open it. The episode in question: "what happened in room 3 14?"

Title: What happened in room 3 14?

POV: 1st person, Alissa's perspective.

Tell me what y'all think okay baiii :3