Capgras Delusion

The End

My name is Jason McCluer and this is my goodbye.

My time in this world has become stale and rotten. The throbbing guilt urges me to scrape out every single vein, but in a place like this, that's not an option. Now is the only chance I'll get to end it all. I've already tied my sheets up like a harness this morning. The guards keep checking on me today, so I have to be wary of them. I can't let anyone stop me any more. This is for my own good, no one understands or believes me. They never do.

This is my second year in the mental institute. They treat me well at least. I'm seventeen now and they don't treat me like a kid anymore. I can have a good time here sometimes, the people can be nice, excluding the ones that are totally insane. They let me listen to my music, but it still doesn't help. It doesn't help that dark, repulsive thing get out of my head. I see it every night. Staring at me, with it's cold, beady eyes. I keep hearing it's low wheezing echo in my ear. Its patters against the floor, that just gets closer, and closer. I think my time is running out. Each time I close my eyes, all I see is the mistakes I've done. All of the people I let down. And that thing, that abdominal creature, is just there. Smiling at me, just staring at me with its nonhuman features. I can't go through this much longer, so, I'm just going to skip right to then end. Demolish my suffering once and for all. But first, let me make my story clear. I need to show everyone that I am not fucking insane and what has lead me up to being in a damned mental institute.