my own short stories with Disney stories with adapted human versions .........The sunlight shines perfectly on the red glossy apple in her calloused hands. It was said to end her problems, Well understanding what the old frail lady had said, she brings the apple closer to her mouth and takes a bite out of it, the bitter juice slipping past her throat into her stomach. She lets the apple drop and takes a slow step towards her bed. Suddenly, it feels as if her insides were burning. 'Was this how it was supposed to happen?' she asks her self. She falls helplessly onto the cherry floor, bile starts rising up her throat as she tries to remember her life peacefully. All those sessions with the doctor, they though she was crazy, it all lined up to the old lady on the corner of the street. Her thoughts were interrupted by someone bursting through the door. She closes her eyes peacefully. Letting the pain engulf her body, until it all seemed to end. -Her doctor rushes up to the room, He battles with the door and as he opens it sees Annie White, one of his patients, lying on the floor with a sly grin on her face and blood/bile on the floor, his eyes trail over to the bottle of bleach on the floor. With his hands on his mouth he sees Annie close her eyes perfectly, seeming to be asleep. As paramedics rush into the room he takes off the sticker on her door. 'White, Annie Room 7 Phoenix mental institution: schizophrenia.