Insane - a.a

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Aidan

Two years in California Penalty Mental Asylum. That was my punishment.

But why?

Why did I have to be punished for loving someone so strongly & only wanting the best for them. This world we live in today does not understand the true meaning of love.

& they never will.

I was sitting in my cell, surrounded by all I care about, photos of my true love.

Raine.

A few of them were taken away from me so I had to make some up myself. My drawing skills were good since I was a photographer. Well I still am. I'm just on a little hiatus.

"Time for you to get strapped up Aidan," one of the nurses came into my cell.

I got a special cell with cushion walls. People say they're padded cells for the "mentally insane" but everyone has a name for everything.

She began to strap me up in this thing called a straight jacket. What kind of a jacket doesn't have arms? These people are so stupid.

"Oh yes tighter," I chuckled & she gave me a puzzling look.

"There," she said & quickly escaped. Maybe she felt uncomfortable? I felt very comfortable.

I stared at my favourite photo of Raine as I placed myself in the middle of the room. I began to chuckle because this wasn't real.

Any moment now I was gonna wake up, next to her & our kids were gonna run to the ends of our bed & greet us with breakfast & the two dogs we had rescued from the shelter when we were twenty three. Any moment now.

My chuckle turned into a hearty laugh as I found it even funnier.

"It's not over," I laughed

It's not over.

Fin

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