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Rene is a patient at a mental institute who suffers with severe OCD, schizophrenia and dissociative personality disorder. Elizabeth, a projection of the woman Rene was once besotted with and Michael, a sexual pervert constructed from memories of her childhood abuse descend upon her after years of silence.
No one knows that Rene keeps a journal and inside are all the answers anyone needs. The journal offers an insight into the turbulent and disturbing mind of Rene, which haunts her day to day throughout her time at the hospital.
* As a creative writing student at University, I am expected to write to this journal everyday - though uploads might not come daily due to a busy schedule. This is purely fictional.
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