The Mad House Is Where I Belong
15 parts Complete I like inflicting pain. Not on others but on myself. Some people would call me depressed but I'm not. If anything the pain makes me happy.
I started "self harming" at the mere age of nine. Or at least, that's what she called it. My therapist, I mean. She ended up giving me a life time supply of antidepressants and some shitty advice.
I'm now eighteen, rotting in jail, and awaiting my death sentence.
This is my story and if I'm quite honest, you don't want to hear it.
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awards:
➵ Winner, Short Story Category, "Summer Book Awards" @Capybara100
➵ Overall Winner, "Summer Book Awards" @Capybara100
status:
➵ started - 19/08/17
➵ finished- 07/11/18
note:
➵ Please don't copy me. I don't appreciate it and will block you and report you. No writer likes to be copied and neither do readers. Readers want something which is unique and original.