Vineyard Mental Asylum

Chapter 2

I pulled into the asylum. "Looks like i'm going to meet my patient." I thought out loud. I opened the doors to see Doctor Little waiting. "Ah, Violet you're here! Bright and early!" He said taking my hand. "C'mon! We must meet your patient!" Before long I was in front of a big white door. Oh no. Usually patients with white doors are dangerous, I couldn't believe doctor little gave me someone dangerous! I sighed. "Don't worry we got him all tied up!" Doctor little smiled before opening the door for me. When I walked inside the door closed, I started freaking out before realizing it was for safety reasons.

"Hello there!" I heard a voice say. I turned my head there was a red headed kid with freckles, he looked about 15. He was in a straight jacket while his ankle was tied to a chair with a chain. I sat down at the chair across from him, there was only a table separating us. "Hello Carl." I said in the most serious tone. "Hello..." He paused. "...Violet!" He smiled a twisted smile. I looked at my clipboard. "Carl Miles... 16... Killed his sister, his mom, and his dad... Mentally ill." I hadn't realized I had said this aloud. "They were all stupid!" He shouted. I looked up at him in confusion. "My parents... and my sister... they hurt me!" He barked. Jesus. I inhaled. "So, why did you kill them? Because they abused you? Because they hurt you? Because you hated them?" I exhaled. "All." He said plainly. "All reasons?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Was it really necessary to kill them?"

"Yes." I wrote that down on the blank sheet of paper I had. "Did you have any friends?"

"No. I only have John."
"John? Who's John?"

"He's my friend."

"But what is he?"

"He's my stuffed animal."

"Oh..." I wrote it down. I heard the door open. "Your time is up, Violet!" Doctor little smiled at me. I got up from my chair. "Bye, Carl." I left out of the room.

That was an experience.