It was official. I was mad maybe even nuts. My medication prescription list kept getting longer and longer. I sat alone in my room every day the only visitors I had were doctors or my friends who the doctors kept saying weren't real. The doctors kept saying that they were still missing and presumed dead. They think I killed them, but they don't have enough evidence to arrest me. Even if they did I'd get off with the insanity charge. But swear the only one I killed was Sam. I swear! But it didn't matter how much I told them my friends were real they still I thought was pyscho and they knew I was long gone.
I guess it was for the best I didn't have people visit me mainly because everyone else was sane and that scared me. It's strange the only time that I felt safe was with my messed up family. Even was I was kidnapped by the evil man I had this odd sense of security.
My room always had the light off and was filled with beer bottle well any kind of bottle. I was always drunk or high now. God I became the spitting image of my mother and brother. If I actually had friends I'd probably become my father as well. I knew I was crazy but I wasn't alarmed. So what if I was crazy? Let me tell you something all the best people are.
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A/N hiiiii so that was the last one!
Maybe
So I was wondering if y'all wanted me to do three more chapters which would be the deluxe edition ( so Play Date, Teddy Bear and Cake) comment yay or nay.
I just thought I might because of all the amazing comments I've been getting.
If nay then thank you for all the comments, likes and votes! It really warmed my 'heart'
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Cry Baby
Fanfiction"What's her name?" Mike asked both of them. "Cry baby." Jess smirked back. This was the moment I was stopped being known as Ashley Mckinny and became Cry baby. They call me cry baby cry baby but I don't fucking care.
