Mad Hatter{Grayson}

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~Emma's P.O.V~

I was scared. The men had taken me out of my room. It was already bad enough that I am in an insane asylum,but I'm not even crazy. Sure I talk to myself from time to time,and I hear voices all the time,but that doesn't mean I'm crazy.

Does it?

I kicked and screamed. I didn't want to be put there,because the place I was going, no one can hear you scream. They dragged me down the dramactically long hallway,until we reach the rusty old door. The man that holds my legs, lets go of them and I go ballistic. My long legs kicking him as he tries to focus on getting the door open. He opens the door and and holds me again.

They rush over the threshold and fling my body on the floor. They rush out and close the door,locking it. I rush to the door and pound on it,trying to call them back.

"Let me out. LET ME OUT!!" I scream

I continue to yell and scream,until something interrupts me.

"No one can hear you." A voice says.

I turn around,to see who is talking to me. I see the most goregeous person ever. He has beautiful brown hair and a chisled facial structure. His face gives off the impression of anger.

"Who are you?" I say.

"My name is Grayson." He says.

"How come I've never seen you around here before?" I ask.

"Well, on your first day here at Cornwall Mental Institution for the Insane,I got sent here to make room for you." He says.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but shouldn't you be gone?" I ask.

"You sure ask a lot of questions don't you?"

"I guess I'm very curious." I say.

"Well, at least I have someone to talk to now." He says.

"How long have you been down here?" I ask.

"About 3 weeks now."

"How haven't you gone crazy by now?"

"You can't go crazy, if you're already crazy. I mean that's the whole reason why we're in an insane asylum, right?" He says rhetorically.

"Yeah, but I'm not crazy. I have a life with my family, and with my friends. I don't belong here." I say.

"We all belong here.Despite what we think. Our families put us here for a reason." He says.

"Why do you think you're here?" I ask.

"Well, my friends don't walk, they run. We used to skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun." He says.

"Well, my friends and I pop baloons with guns and get high off helium. We'd paint white roses red,each shade from a different person's head." I say.

"Wow, but our dreams were killer. I'd imagine we'd get drunk with a blue caterpillar." He says.

"That sounds like so much fun. I miss home." I say.

"Me too,but I'm here. With all these normals." He says.

"I hate it here. I'm not even supposed to be here." I say.

"Based off of all of the stuff you just told me, I'd say you're right where you're supposed to be. You're crazy just like me." He says.

"I'm not crazy, I just don't get along with "normal" people." I say.

"Why don't you?" He asks.

" I don't know." I say.

"You're nuts,baby you're mad. So what if you're crazy? I know you're gone. Its probably the reason why we get along." He says.

"Maybe I am nuts. Maybe I am mad. What if I am the craziest friend that you've ever had. People think I'm psycho,they think I'm gone. I even told my psychiatrist something is wrong." I say.

"I'd go over the bend by my house,and people would say I was entirely bonkers, but they'd like me best when I was off my rocker.I'll tell you a secret though, I'm not alarmed. So what if we're crazy, the best people are." He says

"That's right. All the best people are crazy." I say.

"We don't need to be here." He says

"Lets escape." I say

"When? There's no way out of here." He says.

I look around the dim room and notice a streak of light coming out of a covered window. That's it. That's our way out of here.

I point to the window and Grayson looks up. He smiles and looks back down at me.

"If we escape,there's no turning back." He says.

"I'm fine with that." I say.

"We'll leave tomorrow." He says.

We get in our beds and starts to fall asleep. We needed our energy, we were gonna go for the run of our lives.

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