The Mental School

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My partner and I must go to the local insane asylum on top of the hill for a murder, only to find what secrets this place holds.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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Chapter 1
Rab, Mar 11, 2015

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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.

Psychopath ✔ (Undergoing EDITING) oleh Peach-EGirl

I tilt my head, eyes glaring towards the woman " I'm not a psychopath if that's what you're asking , sweetheart" "So what is your say in murdering the innocent?"She questions " oh that? ,let's just say it relieves stress, kinda like a hobby" She quickly scribbles that down, my eyes follow the pen before flickering towards her face. I lean forward. "But, who said those i have killed, where innocent" She suddenly pauses, looking up to me. I smirk.

Another dumb teen book oleh shortstuff3773

"Oh I..I'm I'm..?" The words wouldnt form. I backed up slowly as he cocked his head to the side, confusion on his face. Then he did the last thing I expected, he smiled. A face splitting smile that sent shivers down my spine. This was it I was going to die. I hit some kind of nerve and sent him over the egde. I closed my eyes preparing myself for the worst. I opened them to see him coming towards me. I backed up until I hit wall behind me. He kept coming until he was inches from my face. He slammed his hands on either side of my head, blocking any exit. I kept my eyes on anything but his face. "I'm.. I didn't..please" What happens when the new guy in school is a convicted felon? Sadie is a good girl but she gets lost in his troubled past. When sex betryal and murder get thrown into the mix will they survive or will they crash and burn.

Ryan's cheerful whistling echoes throughout the hallway as we emerge in the cafeteria and a small hush settles over everyone. Ryan grabs a tray and then leads us to a table in the corner of the room. Sunlight is streaming through the big glass doors and as I stare my mind begins to go blank, my breathing becoming nonexistent while Ryan and the new guard sit across from me talking quietly. I'm thrown back into my memories and before I can stop it fear is constricting my throat, screams bouncing off the walls around me. Running feet pounding against the floors. Shouts everywhere I turn. My heart beats faster and faster as it crawls up my throat, and I don't try to stop it. The scream breaks free of me as I begin to claw at my arms and face until every trace of the memory is gone.

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

I walked another two more steps and before I could take another step,someone grabbed me vigorously by the shoulders and placed a cloth on my nose and mouth. I tried struggling but I breathed in the chemicals. I felt my eyelids dropping. The vision around me blurred and I passed out. (undergoing major editing xD)

The day when the rain began the bitch said to be dead, I didn't know whether it was true or a lie but had no choice or traces but to assume that bitch was alive. Everyone pushed to believe that bitch was dead, killed, or else suicide. Police were investigating whether the bitch was killed or kicked the bucket, but some external things pushed them to investigate it. Whatever it was going to be, bitch's gone.

I have many different types of egos and this is my best one yet. I need everything I can get from this family and nothings standing in my way. But what if I need a partner in crime to help me out?

What would you do if you visited a circus in the middle of the forests? This ins't any other circus that has clowns and lions, this is a circus that has monsters, freaks, cannibals, even murders. A brother and his sister has to solve a murder case that led to the Circus, but as they search. They end up meeting the freaks in person, but they didn't know about their dark secret. Most of them were psychotic.

disclaimer: i wrote this back in middle school, i am now in college. so please beware of the horrible writing. -------------------- "Honeslty in my opinion an asylum is for insane people and we are not insane we just have issues of our own," As she spoke someone across the hall claims they are going to rule the world and kill us all, "Okay well maybe we are insane, but not us!"

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The Torment

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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