The world through the eyes of one of the insane

Chapter 1

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Hello everyone, let me introduce myself. I am just a girl with a curious trait that people think is a disease.and because of this "disease" they think I should be put in an asylum. However, the "disease", is not a disease. This...is a fucking curse, having to deal with the doctors is enough without the voices always there talking about death, whispering in my ear like little demons begging for me to sell my soul. They won't shut up. But enough about that. My name is Kathryn L. Smith and insanity is my curse. I was diagnosed with Oppositional Defiant Disorder and Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder at age 6, and have been hearing the voices since the age of 12. Now, I know what you're thinking, "A middle schooler hearing voices that's crazy talk." But I assure you, it is the truth. Currently, I am a 16-year-old girl, in love with a 17-year-old guy named Shawn M.P. Finnerty. "Kathryn your friend Shawn is here!" my mom is calling me to finish getting ready quickly. I style my hair in a small ponytail top layer with the rest falling to my shoulders, I finish my make up and head out with my bag and laptop. I look at Shawn with a smile he 'thinks' I am 'fine' just like everyone else does. 

"Hello my lovely girlfriend, you look stunning as.... wait are you wearing makeup again? I told you there's no need for makeup, you look better without makeup." Shawn gave me the look of truthfulness.

"I look like I crawled out of the dumpster without makeup," I rolled my eyes and started to head towards the door when she stopped me from going any further. "Yes, mom?"

"Did you take your medication as the doctor told you to do?" She pointed to my pill bottle I walked over to it and took a pill and swallowed it with water.

"Bye mom love you see you when we get back." I grabbed his hand and held it tightly not wanting to let go of him.

"What's wrong Kat?" Shawn asked me as he drove us to school I don't want to answer his question but then he'll just keep poking at the question so I might as well answer him.

"N-nothing is wrong, there's nothing that's bugging me in any shape or form." He looked at the road again and turned onto the street of our school, I smiled a bit to show I am 'fine'. We came into the school student parking lot and he parked his car, I unbuckled the seat belt I noticed his eyes were on me his seat belt was already off. His eyes met mine, and he leaned in to kiss my lips, but I pushed his face away from mine. "The feeling is mutual but I don't want to right now how about later?" 

"Baby I can't wait till then that's too long of a wait." He sounded like a whining wolf pup, again just like he always does whenever I tell him he has to wait for anything that involves me and giving him love. An entire day passes and we go to his place to do homework and enjoy some happy time together. He pressed my body against the wall of his room and kissed my neck so softly and lightly that I felt like he was kissing an angel. He licked my collarbone and up my neck, moving his head back to my chest he kissed my chest gracefully oh so gracefully.  I swiftly pulled my shirt and his shirt off and unhooked, slipped my bra off. He caressed my breasts and stomach so gently, oh so softly, I let out a small moan. I place my hands on his back, then I kiss and bite his neck teasing him, he loved the pain, he bit his lip showing he wants more. I bite his neck gently, he smiles and caresses me more. We end up on his bed, the door stays locked as moans are heard from his room. I hear my phone ring I quickly pick it up after shushing him. 

"Kathryn you need to come home, I need to show you something, it's important." As she speaks, I hear a somber tone in her voice. 

"Shawn I need to head home now we can continue another time, I'm sorry for making you wait even longer." I see his sadness in his eyes, I know it would make him feel better if we didn't have to go back to my place but my mom is serious about needing me to come home. I grab my clothes, put them back on the rest of the way, put my stuff in my bag, and head to his car with my bag.