Cherrybomb400
The Tragic Princess
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12 years...
It had been 12 long years since Tara had been in contact with another person. Shame that when someone finally found her, they had thought she was a deer and shot her. The hunter was shocked to find out that his target was actually a dirty young woman who didn't seem to understand him when he asked if she was alright. It was a few hours of him trying to calm her down, treat her wound, and finally get her in his truck so he could get her some help.
From then on, Tara saw lots of people and all the time. They shown lights in her eyes, checked her teeth, her wound. She didn't like it, and the building had a strange smell to it. There was also the needles and restraints. Since she first came to the hospital, the poor thing would have fits trying to escape. The nurses and doctors were patient with her, but they couldn't have her running a muck, so they sedated her for a while.
The authorities were contacted about the strange nude woman who was shot and found in the woods. Shorty after the Jane Doe had a name. Tara Johnson. Missing since she was 6 years old on a family camping trip. Sadly her mother had depression and a few years after she went missing, the heart broken woman had committed suicide. Tara's father had been a college professor, but one day he didn't show up to work and abandoned the family home, along with her brother.
It had taken a few days, but they were able to get a hold of the only remaining relative she had left. For a while, she had to stay at the hospital. She needed to be able to pick up words, and even after hours of learning her vocabulary was still limited. Her lack of boundaries was very evident too. At least 3 times a day a nurse or orderly had to redress her because she pulled off her pjs they gave her to wear. Brushing her hair was a nightmare too, it had been so knotted they had to cut it. Her dark brown hair was now short and came to her chin.
The time finally came for Tara to leave and live with her brother, to help see if any memories could be jogged or if her mental state would improve. Thankfully for her brother, he would be given some assistance with her. A physiologist was scheduled to come to their home once a week and check on how she was doing and log her improvements. The nurse assigned to her would make visits as well. Her brother had strict rules to follow though. Don't leave her alone in the house, no going near the stove, keep her clothed, and be firm with her. If she wanted to communicate she had to use words and not just grunting or growling. Basically she was like a child, trying to learn how to be an 18 year old adult.
Tara was scared once she realized that she was being taken away from the hospital and from the only faces she recognized, who cared for her while she was there... Now she had on a white sundress that hugged around her chest too tight. The shoes she kept kicking off, and the nurse that was in the car with her gave up in trying to keep them on her feet. Finally they came to a house and outside waiting was a young man that Tara thought looked familiar... Oh yes, he had came to the hospital one day and she threw her tray of food at him... She got in trouble with the nurses for that. Once the car was at a complete stop, the nurse stepped out and then opened the door for Tara. The older woman took her hand and lead her closer to the house and where the young man waited.
Tara held her hand tightly but her piercing green eyes stayed on the man as the two of them talked. There were a few words she understood but she wasn't really trying to listen.
It had been 12 long years since Tara had been in contact with another person. Shame that when someone finally found her, they had thought she was a deer and shot her. The hunter was shocked to find out that his target was actually a dirty young woman who didn't seem to understand him when he asked if she was alright. It was a few hours of him trying to calm her down, treat her wound, and finally get her in his truck so he could get her some help.
From then on, Tara saw lots of people and all the time. They shown lights in her eyes, checked her teeth, her wound. She didn't like it, and the building had a strange smell to it. There was also the needles and restraints. Since she first came to the hospital, the poor thing would have fits trying to escape. The nurses and doctors were patient with her, but they couldn't have her running a muck, so they sedated her for a while.
The authorities were contacted about the strange nude woman who was shot and found in the woods. Shorty after the Jane Doe had a name. Tara Johnson. Missing since she was 6 years old on a family camping trip. Sadly her mother had depression and a few years after she went missing, the heart broken woman had committed suicide. Tara's father had been a college professor, but one day he didn't show up to work and abandoned the family home, along with her brother.
It had taken a few days, but they were able to get a hold of the only remaining relative she had left. For a while, she had to stay at the hospital. She needed to be able to pick up words, and even after hours of learning her vocabulary was still limited. Her lack of boundaries was very evident too. At least 3 times a day a nurse or orderly had to redress her because she pulled off her pjs they gave her to wear. Brushing her hair was a nightmare too, it had been so knotted they had to cut it. Her dark brown hair was now short and came to her chin.
The time finally came for Tara to leave and live with her brother, to help see if any memories could be jogged or if her mental state would improve. Thankfully for her brother, he would be given some assistance with her. A physiologist was scheduled to come to their home once a week and check on how she was doing and log her improvements. The nurse assigned to her would make visits as well. Her brother had strict rules to follow though. Don't leave her alone in the house, no going near the stove, keep her clothed, and be firm with her. If she wanted to communicate she had to use words and not just grunting or growling. Basically she was like a child, trying to learn how to be an 18 year old adult.
Tara was scared once she realized that she was being taken away from the hospital and from the only faces she recognized, who cared for her while she was there... Now she had on a white sundress that hugged around her chest too tight. The shoes she kept kicking off, and the nurse that was in the car with her gave up in trying to keep them on her feet. Finally they came to a house and outside waiting was a young man that Tara thought looked familiar... Oh yes, he had came to the hospital one day and she threw her tray of food at him... She got in trouble with the nurses for that. Once the car was at a complete stop, the nurse stepped out and then opened the door for Tara. The older woman took her hand and lead her closer to the house and where the young man waited.
Tara held her hand tightly but her piercing green eyes stayed on the man as the two of them talked. There were a few words she understood but she wasn't really trying to listen.
