My Scares and Him

The mad house

Blender...bad...blood loss...bad.....ouch!!

No no no no help

Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!

"Ms. Brooks imma need you to calm down"
"Don't touch me!!"
"I need you to take your pills now"
"No I don't want your fucking pills!!!"
"Doctor!!"

~Black out ~

5 years later

"Can I have my fucking cigarette now?!"
"No you may not you think I'm going to give it to you with that attitude"
"Fuck you"
"Ms. Brooks I'm warning you"
"Hahahahaha oh my god"
"Is that your family driving up?"
"Uugggh...yeah"
"Well it was nice knowing you Ms. Brooks"
"Yeah yeah bye"

In the car

"Hi hun"
My mom said
"Hi"
"How you doing?" My dad asked
"Just fine now I'm out of that hell hole"

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My name is Paris Brooks
I'm a 26 year old girl from New York City.
I come from a huge family.
I have different stages of mental health issues.

I've been in a metal hospital for 5 years. I have bipolar and a mind set of the batman villain the joker.

With that mind set I killed someone.
Yeah... I ran someone over with my car. But that's when I was going completely bonkers.

The judge told me I wouldn't go to jail if I went to the mental hospital as my jail.
After I did my time I would go home.

I have stages of crazyness
Sometimes I'm fine one minute and then next minute I go crazy.

So yeah I'm very hard to deal with.

I'm a alcoholic and I smoke so I'm a little on the down hill.
I know I shouldn't drink or smoke but fuck it.
I don't care I'm glad to be out that shit place.

My wonderful brother Daniel is getting married.
He's getting married to a make-up and hair dresser and a fashion designer.
She works with a lot a famous people.
Actors, actress and models.
So she's rich.

She'd be a great sister in-law...just saying...

But I'm happy for him he is my little brother. I thought I would get married first but I'm a crazy person. I don't think someone would want to deal with this.

We get to the house and we walk in the house I carry my bags.
Mom shows me my room.
I put my bags down and walk down stairs. To find my baby brother with this future bride.

"Oh my god paris your here!"
My brother said with a huge smile on his face. He gave me a hug.
"Yeah I wouldn't want to miss my baby brothers wedding come on now"
"I'm so glad your here I missed you how are you?"
"I'm fine glad to be home"
"That's good...oh sis this is Roxanne my future wife that I told you about when I went to go see you"
"Yeah I remember"
"Roxanne this is my older sister paris"

We shook hands
"Nice to meet you"
Roxanne said to me
"Nice to meet you too"

Tomorrow everyone that was gonna come for the wedding is gonna come for this dinner thing we were having.

A little get together as mom calls it.

Great just what I needed I'm not very good with people. I get weird around them. Let's see how I pull this off. And I don't think getting out of this is a choice.
Also I don't want to be rude to my brother and not show up.

I have to just pull myself together.
I don't want to make new friends either. Because you know my story what am I supposed to say to someone?.
Hey I'm mortally insane I spend 5 years in a metal hospital because I ran over someone with my car and I have different mental issues. Also fun fact I'm a alcoholic and I smoke nice to meet you.

No that's to much
I might just go crazy again thinking about this shit.