Insanity

Chapter Sixteen

Today's Date: October 22, 2011

Dear Journal,

I've barely had more than six hours of sleep, total since I escaped the asylum. The shack was quiet but I couldn't sleep due to my worrying about them catching up with me. I started running early when it was still quiet and dark enough outside. The woods were my only route to stay hidden but I knew I would have to venture out of them at some point. I knew I needed to stop and find some food at some point in time because it felt like my stomach was eating my fucking spine. I'll worry about food later but for now, I have to get far away from this place, as possible. These woods feel as if they will never end but I keep running and running; hoping that the light at the end of this long tunnel will start shining soon. I finally just fell to my knees and prayed. I haven't prayed in a while and it felt so good to have someone to talk too. Even though, I have fucked up things that I do but I know He is always there to listen so, I'm hoping he is listening to me. I asked Him for strength and motivation to help get me through this rough patch in my life. I needed that session before I got up and continued running but I just had this weird feeling that something was going to happen. I'm not sure if it was a good or bad feeling but I always trust my feelings. Finally, I can see a road from far away so, I ran as fast as I could until I reached it. I know I'm taking a huge risk walking a long side the road but maybe, I'll get lucky and can hitch-hike a ride from someone. I walked for about thirty minutes a long the quiet deserted road; hoping that someone would pass by and would offer me a ride somewhere but knowing the luck I have, that won't happen. I see a four-way up ahead so, I walked up to the sign and read "Magnolia St." and decided to go left down "Rivers Rd". Man, that was the longest fucking road I have ever walked on in my entire life. It felt longer than the woods but halfway down the road, I hear a car coming from the distance behind me so, I quickly threw my thumb out and prayed whoever it was would pull over and offer me a ride. An older model Buick pulled over in front of me and rolled the passanger window down and the little old lady asked me: "Do you need a ride, young man?" I shook my head and got in the car. She told me her name was Janet and that she was going to suprise her daughter in Salem. I told her that I was heading that way too; knowing I have no fucking clue what was in Salem. She finally popped the question: "Why were you walking on the road, all by yourself, at night?" I lied and told her that a few friends and I were just riding around until we got into this big arguement and they kicked me out of the car. She believed it which was a huge relief. I listened to Janet ramble on about her gardens, pets, kids, travels, and deceased husband. She could talk your head off, that's for sure but she was kind hearted and I needed someone like that around me; whether it was only for a few hours or not. I guess she heard my stomach growling because she asked if I was hungry; I told her: "Yes, but I'll be fine until we got to Salem". She wouldn't take that for an answer because she took the next exit and went to this restaurant and bought me a cheeseburger meal. I have never ate anything in my life that fast until today. I thanked her and told her she didn't have too. We get back onto the interstate and head towards Salem. I'll write when I get to Salem.

Until Next Time,

Vince.