I...I saw them, I saw them screaming, I saw them..DIE. I saw everything. I saw it with my bare eyes, my own naked eyes. I saw him...smiling..smiling of the good feeling for murdering someone. I consider myself as a good, well-behaved, educated little boy. I saw a bloody knife in his hand. He...HE..he is heartless....he...The room is blood all over. My..PARENTS are brutally murdered...head..arms...legs...foot...all sliced into pieces...sliced brutally....
No...stop....I can't bare to see anymore..NO.. I don't want this....Why me...*sob No...not me...NOT ME!!! He is with me...him...in the dark room....He...DARK ROOM....He..I... Me....No...Yes....Red.... BLOOD... Me...911...Emergency...Murder...He...no ...ME...I .....BLOOOD...RED....I....NOOOOOOO...why.. he..Isn't it...HE...I. NOOOOO
Child, follow my voice in the count three, you'll be awaken. One. Two.. THR.......
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Author's Note:
This is the second flash fiction of Chapter One: Insanity. This is just a fiction story, NOT real.
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Explanation:
The kid lose his parents after a murder. The murder is committed by the child. He believes it's not him who did it. He is hallucinating and sees someone else that murders his parents. He was then moved to a mental hospital and is being treated by a psychologist.
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