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The Insane

The Insane

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You never actually forget a face. Every face you've ever seen gets stored in your brain and catalogued for later use. They pop up everywhere: on the street, at the local pool, even in your dreams, and by extent, your nightmares. So all those evil creatures with the demonic faces and soulless, red eyes, you've seen them too, you just can't remember; you don't want to remember. You block it out, cast it into the depths of your subconscience and play it off as some figment of your imagination. But some people know they're real. They trust what they see. Of course, those people are locked up in mental wards under careful watch while the world continues to unreal before them. They are taunted with the truth, yet seen as crazy and untrustable. Those people, are the ones like me. ~~~ Avery Dentilla is called certifiably insane by the public with her talk of monsters, demons, and the other mythic oddities that go bump in the night. After causing an incident that resulted in the severe injuring of her "evil physics teacher", Avery is shipped off to Brownstone Psychiatric Hospital, but when another boy shows up with the same prognosis, she and he must work together to prove they don't belong in Brownstone, and reveal the truth to the world. Having another person around who believes Avery is a dream come true, but how long until the dream turns into a nightmare, because when Avery's involved, they always do.
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I look up at him, his face nothing but a hazy memory. His head is tilted down towards me and I think about how odd it must be for him too. If we kissed, would we find each other's lips? Would it be as natural as breathing? He's mere inches from me and just the presence of his body is suffocating. I don't even have to see his face to know how well he makes my body react. Goosebumps trickling down my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck rising like sunflowers facing the sun. It's as if I can really see his face. His features and the looks he gives. It's so familiar, so in-tune with me, that I feel like I've always seen it. I can feel his eyes set on me, my figure under his gaze. I can feel the tension in the air and I'm not even sure if I'm breathing. "That necklace around your neck," he scoffs. "What about it?" I ask, my voice low. "I've seen it every single time I've seen you and it drives me insane. It's the one thing I can see below your face." Something clicks into place for me. The puzzle pieces align, and I feel alive. "Then take it off and put your hand there, I can wear that instead," I grin. __ Scarlett Moore. A university student trying to make it past the struggles of life, friends, and a love life labeled hell. But to her aid, a man from her dreams clouds her mind and a little too much of her heart. Every night he visits her, comforting her from a cruel world and harsh realities. The life she lives with him in her sleep becoming a little too real. Just how attached is she to a man who isn't even real? What happens when she can't tell the difference between a memory and a fantasy? __

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