Not a Psycho.

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They don't know me,they don't know me.They don't have the Sight.The Sight shows you heaven to the underworld,the Sight shows you everything you would never understand.Yes, yes, yes they call me crazy but they don't have the Sight.I am more powerful so they stick me in the white room.The monster doesn't like the white room. No, no,no white room for monster.Monster knows I have the Sight so I can see him.Monster wants to get to me, to kill me.But monster can't get in. No one else can see monster with his big white eyes.
His eyes are whiter then the clouds in the sky.I think I haven't been outside in years. I think it's been years.All I see is the white walls in the white room.The white clothes people put me in white room.They don't want me to see monster,they say monster isn't real.But monster is real,monster very real.They give white pills in white room with white walls so I can't see white eyed monster.But I can always see monster and monster is angry he can't get me in white room.White room is bad, white room very bad.I can defeat monster but whites clothes people won't let me out.

*Click*

White clothes lady is here.White clothes lady gives me white pills.No, no, no white pills, pills bad.The women holds a container of large pills in in her hand.A white coat adorns the woman's shoulders all the way down to knees.Her dark brown hair is pinned up in a strict bun,not a hair out of place.Her face a permanent frown with constant,disapproving eyes as she looks down at me with dissatisfaction.

"It's time to take your pills, Annie"she had a true British accent that sounded like an old women even though she looked like she was in her early forties.I always thought she was stuck up.

"No, no, no, monster is out there, monster bad let me out so I can fight it" I always try to tell them but they never listen.

"Just take your pills Annie"annoyance crept into her voice but her face was unchanging.

No more pills, no more walls, no more room, no more people.They will never control me again.

"NO!!!"

I push lady hard, with all my might onto the padded floor.I didn't even look back to see the shock in her eyes.I wouldn't see how see was so shocked that it delayed the ringing of the alarm.The door was left a crack open so I pushed away the heavy metal door.

Annie is free.Annie is finally free.

I raced down the hall with other white rooms with people who were really crazy.I'm not a psycho, I'm just different.

Not a psycho.Not a psycho.Not a psycho.

Monster knows I'm here.Monster knows I've escaped.I can feel his presence, lurking in the darkness.Monster is outside, waiting for me.Then the alarms blared. Their red light reflected on the walls.

*Brrrrrr, brrrrrr, brrrrrrr.*

"HALT!!!"

This wasn't a white clothes person but a blue clothes person.Just as bad as the other. The blues clothes man points his weapon at me, a gun.Guns are bad too, they hurt people.

Monster won't like gun, I must take it.

Suddenly my arms shoot out to grab it.The man was so startled that he fires his gun.But the projectile whizzes right past me and hits white walls of the white hallway.

You can't hit me, I'm invincible, I'm all powerful.No,no,no can't hit me!

"AHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!" I laugh wildly.It was exhilarating to be free once again.

I'm free.You can't touch me ever again.I'll show everyone that I am not a psycho that I am the one that they should bow down to.

Not a psycho.Not a psycho.Not a psycho.

The fat lady is scared of me.The fat lady at the desk.Her eyes were like full moons.Even at the blue clothes people at the entrance didn't try to stop me.The alarm was only on the inside so it didn't wake their slumber.Now Annie is gone, over the fence and down the street.

Monster is here, monster is everywhere, in the dark alleyways and corners.My Sight is sharpening.I am getting stronger.

Not a psycho.Not a psycho.Not a psycho.

Must get away from the white room.Get Away.Get Away.

It was pitch black in the sky and streets.Only hooligans, gangs, psychos and the determined are up at this hour.My bare feet slapped the wet pavement of the city street. A few stared, stopping in their tracks.Watching a girl run with a gun in one hand.

I can't go back there, they'll kill me if the monster doesn't.

Then something rose up over the skyscrapers and others minds.A voice, a voice only I would know.

"Runnnnn, psssssyyyyccccchhhooooooo, Runnnn" the guttural choking sound of his menacingly low voice sent a chill down my spine.
There was blue and red flashes of light everywhere surrounding my being. The blue clothes people had come to take me.

I wouldn't let them take me again.

Not a psycho.Not a psycho.Not a psycho.

I pointed my weapon wildly at the blue men. Causing most to back up. Their faces were serious and determined but in the back of their eyes I could see fear. Fear of me.
I was completely unhinged now, swinging the gun as my heart and breath rate quickened. The monster could be anywhere.
And there were the white eyes. So bright yet so evil and dark at the same time. The monster had ruined my life so I will end its.
My gun spat fire as I pulled the trigger. All my pent up anger went into those shots and my screaming. The monster would go down with me. I didn't even mind the bullets in my back and heart. Now that monster is finally gone.

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