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Maple, you said you wanted to read my writing, so here's one of the two really weird ones that don't always make sense.

Mai glared up at the flickering light above her. She really needed to get around to getting a new one sometime. She flinched. And a rug for beside her bed - it was impossibly cold for May.
Sighing, she walked to the sink mere yards from her bed. Why the apartment was so small was beyond her, but hey - it was what she could afford. She splashed some cold water on her face. Another long night, another nightmare. She was eighteen and still afraid of the dark because of them. She sighed and waited for the man to open the door.
Besides the poor lighting and cold floor, her door never liked to open from the inside, so the man would open it for her every day at the same time. She always made sure she was ready, since he didn't like to be kept waiting.
"Hey Kelly." He glared at her and she smiled. He hated when she called him by his first name. She had found it out a few months ago and had been teasing him mercilessly since. "Fine, fine, Mr. Nelson then." Well, almost merciless. His glare didn't soften though, and he watched her almost warily. She took a closer look at him. "Mr. Nelson, what happened to your face?" He stared at her in near disbelief. "Sorry, that was rude. I won't pry." He glared all the more and shut the door behind her.
The rest of the people were hardly any more cheery. Bunch of morning people, these. She had given up trying to talk to them after another man dressed similar to Mr. Nelson screamed at her to shut up. She rolled her eyes. She really needed to move somewhere with nicer neighbors. And a light bulb that didn't flicker.
Mai's classroom was forever away, and she wished for the thousandth time that she had a car so Mr. Nelson didn't have to walk her there and back. Despite his cold demeanor she knew that he had to like her, why else would he always follow her around? She found it oddly endearing, and so she teased the unfortunately named man.
After she was done with the books and the recorded teacher she walked over to Mr. Nelson. He really didn't like her going anywhere on her own. So protective. She smiled at him. He really was handsome despite the bruise that now marred his skin. She tried to get the man to talk, but he never would. Not once had he said anything to her in months.
Her stomach grumbled. She needed something to eat. "Kelly, my stomach thinks that it can eat me. We could stop and grab some food before I find out if it can." He completely ignored her. "Ooookay. Well I know how you like walking me home, but I'm hungry. I'm going to go to the café and get a sandwich." She waited until she got the corridor under the pavilion and veered off. Yum. Food. She started to jog. Suddenly she heard footsteps pounding behind her. Mr. Nelson was running behind her talking into his cell phone. Oh, so he was hungry. She smiled slyly. Or he really did like her.
The doors to the café were in front of her but were closing. She frowned. Hmm…at this point she would either reach them before they closed, or would slam into them. She picked up her speed to a full sprint just as Mr. Nelson was getting to her. Finally she made it, sliding through the doors. She laughed at Mr. Nelson who was going to reach them just as they closed.
Then she noticed the two men running towards her. She screamed.
She remembered these two. They had attacked her before. With another man she couldn't see because he was behind her, but she had managed to slug him in the face before they had drugged her. She spun to run from them, only to crash straight into two of their buddies. She screamed again and clawed their eyes. They wouldn't get her again.
"No, no, Mai, you're not getting away this time." They knew her name. Oh, God, they knew her name. She screamed louder and thrashed to get away from them but it didn't do her any good. Why didn't she stay with Mr. Nelson? She - wait, Mr. Nelson was one of the men she was fighting! Traitor!
"Traitor! Why are you doing this!?" She got no response but another needle. What were they doing to her? Oh, God, this wasn't right.

Kevin wiped some sweat from his forehead. "She's a tough one, ain't she?" Another man groaned.
"Yeah. I'm exhausted." Thankfully the gurney chose that moment to show up.
"Again?"
"Yeah. Something's not right with that one."
"There's something not right with any twenty-five year-old who kills five people."
"Didn't she do it when she was eighteen?" They all nodded gravely and Kevin and the other man headed off to take their well deserved lunch break.
"She still calls you Kelly, Kevin?" Kevin glared at the other man.
"No thanks to you."
"Well you did restrain her like the name suggests." Kevin looked at the other with an incredulous expression over his face.
"She punched me in the face! What did you expect, Adam? I'm brand new."
There was a pause before Adam smirked.
"I think she likes you."
"You're nuts. She's a murderer."
"She could still like you." Adam insisted.
"Murders don't feel anything."
"You know there're rumors that she was falsely convicted." There was silence.
"Any innocent person would have long since gone crazy here." Kevin grinned.
"That's true. She's a little crazy, but she's been like that since she got here."
"Yeah. Hey - Mary packed me some idiotic healthy crap. You want any?"
"No, man. Who eats that?" The doors of the café swung closed behind them as Adam swiped his security card, and the sounds of their conversation were cut off.

Also posty comments here. No need to start another topic and clog it up.

Did you get it though? I thought it was clear, but I did write it....

How do I make it less abrupt?

Yeah...I'm not much of one myself. As evidenced.....yeah.

But did you get it? The first time?

Oh, well that's good! I guess that in reality I didn't write it to be understood the very first time. Mainly because that's the way I like things. As such, everyone else should be the exact same way as me. ninja