I Can't Understand Why They Cry

I Can't Understand Why They Cry

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Jul 8, 2020<5 mins
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Horror
This horror story was a school project I finished on the 16th of October in 2012. It is now, on the 8th of July in 2020, edited to make it more readable. "It's 6 a.m. on the 209th day. I have already saved 98 people, which means I'm way ahead of my schedule. I can't understand why they cry, though. I mean, the moment before I save them always tends to be the same. They're crying and screaming for help. Can't they see that I am the help? I am their hero, their Savior. They don't seem to understand that in the moment of their salvation but I'm sure they will."
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December twentieth is the day I remember being brought into the asylum for the first time. Like any typical psychopath, I screamed. I cried. I remember snatching the nurse's hair until she screamed and I was slapped into unconsciousness and thrown into the room. The only difference? I wasn't a psychopath. For the first few days, I would cry maniacally upon hearing any nurse go by, to catch one's attention and tell her that I wasn't insane. "That's exactly what an insane person would say" They said, unbothered and it was as if my fate rested in the mouldy walls of the Asylum. And I soon realized that there was no use fighting for my life now .Which brings me to the present day, another one that I'll mark in history with red. The day I met him.

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