This was another story I wrote for school I found and I wrote basically the patient had like schizophrenia or something like that and how he wrote in his journal and how he seems like he changed but he hasn't but has at the same time
The assignment:
The story ends with the killer confessing his deeds and throwing himself at the police. It is reasonable for us to believe that he was found guilty and sentenced to prison.
Your task is to write a personalized, first-person journal entry explaining what he is experiencing now.
Take into account his state of mind. Does he feel any remorse for the deed? What is he experiencing in prison? Is he going through any of the mental-illness treatments of the time? What is he like now?
My story:
I talk to my disease just the way it talks to me, all nasty and slick like a snake. I will not give it what it wants. I am using skills now that give me no cause or reasons to give in.
Just yesterday, I asked God to help me and he did that for me yesterday. I did not get overwhelmed, I did not get an anxiety attack, I did not get second thoughts, my heart did not start fluttering and beating. My disease was trying to seep in on me, but I would not let it. I used profanity, people think that I am talking…iIt is a demon that others do not see. It is an impulsive spirit that’s inside, controlling me, makes me do insane things. Those spirits you can not touch, hug it, shake hands with, or reason with. It does not know any of that, all it cares about is dominating you, eliminating you but it will not eliminate me. I will no longer wear a mask, sweep things under the rug and act if they do not exist. I am shining the light on my disease, I will not let it live in the dark no longer, live between the crevices of my mind anymore.
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