A book full of HORROR || One shots

Psychology 101

I've always hated going to class, I feel so confined. I'm in my third year as a psychology student, and evrything is getting to repetitive. I thought coming here would ''improve my life'' or "help me overcome certain obstacles". Yeah right. My classmates are insane, the food here sucks, and the other teachers and staff members are too strict. I haven't seen my dad after he helped me get settled in, he said its too long of a drive for him but I know he's still hurting from what happened to mom. The only thing I enjoy is my professor. He is so smart and caring, he actually sits with me, one on one and just talks about everyday things. How I'm doing, what's in my mind, he even walks me back to my dorm after each conversations.

'Professor, professor!' I say while bouncing frantically as he walks in.
'How was you're weekend?'
'My weekend was fine, Erica. But as I said before I am not your professor and you are not in my class. You are, and have been in an institute for the criminally insane. You were sentenced here after what happened to your mother.' He leans over and releases me from my restraints.

I can tell I'm his favpurite student.