I am aware of the horrible grammar and spelling, please ignore that. Once this story is finished I will go back and edit it so there are fewer mistakes. For now, just try to ignore them.
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I'm not sick, I'm twisted. Sick makes it sound like there's a cure.
The mental hospital wasn't the best place for someone like me, but everyone else in the world seems to think that it's the right place for I should be in. It was always full of a someone's watching you feeling. Then again, someone was always watching you. The security camera's placed in every corner of every room made it really hard to get out. But then again, who would ever want to get out of a dirty and dark placed filled to the brim with people who were out to kill you because you, may have, pissed them off in one way or another.
Definitely not me.
I sat in my corner of the shared cell, my roomie across sat in the other corner. We did not have similar "psychiatric illnesses." To put it in a simple way, she was a psychopath. All tied up in a straight jacket and facing the wall, probably wanting to kill me. Her hair was long and knotted ash brown hair draped over her face and back. It shielded her from being able to see me.
She knew I was there.Her breathing grew heavy. The poor girl went insane after... well I'm actually not sure what the hell happened in her life. Nor do I care. Conversations were limited and I've come to realize she doesn't even want to hear the sound of my voice.
But it was fun to see her attack me and have to be put in 'the cave' (as we call it in the MH). After that, she calms herself down but her breathing increases more. At some point I think she's going to pop like a balloon and just leave my life forever. The government would probably get me another cell mate within a week.
People are just going more insane every day.
I began to strike a conversation I knew wouldn't last,"Hey Avery," I started, my lips painted with a smirk,"How's the corner? Finding out it's secretes still? Has it finally talked back to you?" I tested her patience, but she didn't move. Maybe she's changed since last cave visit.Oh, was I wrong.
Avery only waited 3 seconds after I spoke to her before she turned to me quickly and threw herself towards my feet. I pulled my knees in tighter as she nipped at my toes, trying to make me spill blood. Even if my feet were bare and dirty with scabs all over them, I still would like to keep the rest of my nine toes. She pushed herself up again and shuffled towards me so I could feel her breath, and her hair swept against my face.
I stared up at her, knowing security would show up any minute to take her away. Her beady blue eyes, that had lost all emotion, glared down at me. I felt her teeth dig into my side and tear away. My side stung and I cried out in pain, where are those god damn guards! I yelled in my thoughts, unable to say anything as I was screaming. Avery began to headbutt me. I kicked her away still holding onto my side. She hit the cold concrete ground sideways, her eyes could barely be seen through her hair. They were sharp and stared at me with hate.
Moments later, the door burst open and men in full uniform came through. One grabbed her upper arm, pull them back so the other could wrap a mask around her mouth. They picked her up and she struggled to get towards me, but soon, she was off to the cave... for the 4th time this week.
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PART TWO WILL COME SOON!
I hope you enjoyed this, it was only the beginning of maybe 5 or 6 parts, I'm not exactly sure.
The parts are gonna be shorter after this.Tell me what you think.
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Just to clarify, this isn't the only story. This book will contain as many stories as I feel like putting in here.
They're all gonna be totally different.(Around holidays I might theme them)
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