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Title: These Are My unspeakable horrors..

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Well haven't you not missed me..? Want to get to know more.. Even a little Curious at all..? No, too bad.. Back to where I was before or to the basics of it. Anyways even with them there I feel this small ever persistent comfort that I would possibly be rid of them. Yet they're faces said it all. They were gleaming amused waiting for something.. While lurking in the shadows paradise..

Soon the doctors come, and they weren't no normal everyday white coats.. No these ones lived with the rich and famous and they went to some fancy schools training with the pro's for they were the prodigies.. But back to what happened.. This wasn't a normal process treatment it wasn't electroshock therapy.. But extreme..

Sometimes they would use other styles.. Very different from the way the old doctors were. But Today I was getting the exclusive. By the way you would be surprised at just how many richies are in the psycho wards.. Hehe but I cannot reveal for its disclosed info.. Sorry.

Soon they were locking into place the straightjacket and dimming the lights as one of them injected me with some special prototype mediocre. As the table slowly turned down. I closed my eyes.. And Saw it.. The door in my freaking dreams.. Was opening.. And they weren't there to stop it from finally opening towards me..all the way. But I could regardless hear their shrieks.. Screaming at me to close it and turn away.

But I wouldn't I couldn't something was pulling me forward and I wouldn't lose it.. Not this time around. I won't let them ruin this.. Soon I was there clasping those warm hands.. As the light seemed to collapse around us along with the other doors and all sounds. I finally wasn't blinded to the sights before me.. It was the world in its most beautiful moment and beside me was.. Him..

Shilow smiling at me lending his spider like fingers to interlink within mine. I was breathless and taken aback at him being here with me. My parents told me he had died in the crash with his parents and kid sister Beth. I was shocked at his appearance he had grown quite tall, firmly built and handsome. With longish black brown hair.. And beautiful ember hazel eyes.. That spoke mere volumes given his warm and welcoming smile towards me..

"What are you doing here with me.. In the asylum..?"

He looked at me startled then spoke in a deeply pain filled sorrow voice..

"Har, your not where you think you are.. They lied.. I am surprised your speaking to me even now.. You don't understand this but.."

"Shil, just tell me then what's really happening here..?"

"You got hit pretty badly.. The experiment it.. didn't go right apparently some of the equipment and medicine they were giving you was infecting you and hurting you.. You were delusional, and would go into crazed hysterics self-mutilating yourself to the extremes of hurting and endangering yourself.. And the loved ones around you.. "

"I am not the least shocked to discovered this I was a bit aware that something was wrong with me.. And My subconscious thoughts.."

That's when I finally felt it.. My world this beautiful utopia I held and guarded kept for myself that everyone invaded and stole from me.. It was mine.. And it was crumbing and falling underway. Destroyed because it wasn't real it never was.. This story of my life with those Unspeakables.. They were all my make believe pretend.. Because I was lost and confused.. Bewildered..