Fourteen year old Italian girl, Chamed, is a living miracle after fighting illness since birth to live a normal life. Now fourteen years old, she feels a thrill of freedom when she convinces her parents to let her stay home alone while they go on holiday. She soon regrets that decision when she receives a call from her aunt Patrizia that the worst has happened: her parents have died in a car accident.
Things only get worse for Chamed as she mourns the deaths of her parents and suffers under the care of her aunt and uncle. Her aunt repeatedly abuses her and convinces others that she is an evil child. When Chamed’s best friend’s father sexually harasses her, the blame is placed on Chamed. Deeply depressed, she attempts suicide, only to find herself waking up in a mental hospital. Her nightmare is only beginning as she is subjected to electroshock therapy against her will – and worse from the nurses and doctors.
Finally she finds hope again in Dr. Franco, but will he be enough to save her from this living nightmare?
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“Why am I here? I am in a mental hospital! Dad, would you have thought it? Help me.”
I dragged my body out of that mortal icehouse.
With great effort I started walking, but my energies abandoned me and I ensconced myself on the ground.
Don’t remember where, but I was out, in the garden.
A man approached me, staring at me and crying. In his eyes I could see his soul shining.
He said: “You fell from the sky. And men have cut your wings!”
Weeping, I replied: “I’m afraid! Tell me why I’m here. How do I go?! Can you help me?”
“Angels are not afraid.” And he went away.
I am totally naked before a man, the nurse laughs, she looks at my eyes and laughs. My body, pierced with humiliation. What did more harm to me was their sense of superiority. They swelled with pride, before my eyes full of shame.
She said: “Come on, get into this pool, I do the hydrotherapy so that you calm down. You’ll thank me after that.”
There was a heavy blanket and they made me lie down over there. They made me put my head in that hole. Totò said, “Girl, you’re lucky that I put the ice here, usually we fill the tub with ice water and you soak for several hours and then we let the water flow drop by drop on your little head, and you have saved the job of cropping your head, as you have already shaved it.”
They wrapped me and poured buckets full of ice, until they covered my entire body, I was submerged in ice. Immobilized. And hibernated.
I cried. I thought, “here I am in hell, since I had committed suicide!” Panic again. I screamed: “Mooom… Daaad…”
Then I heard a sweet voice.
“I love you baby. I’ll take you home! I promise you girl.”
The numbness had spread to the legs, and, later, increased throughout the body.
As my mind drifted in the darkness, I heard again that voice that came from within.
“Did I tell you today that I adore you?”
In my mind, the past blends, overlaps with the present.
I think, “Where are all those people who had promised to be close to me?… Maybe they are out there! They’re worried about me! They are worried for me.” I like this thought.