Freeing Emmett

"I'm not crazy! I swear! I told you I was framed! Why won't you believe me?!" The two men in white clothing grab him by his arms, pushing him on the ground. His screams could be heard from a block away, neighbors coming out of their homes to see what was happening. His mom stands by the door in her bright yellow dress, tears streaming down her face, a small smile starting to form. He always thought she was the one who deserves to go to the asylum..he never thought he would be the one too. "It's for your own good," she said,"you belong there." She would repeat that to him to try and make him feel better, of course that didn't work. The men 'shh'ed the boy and cuffed his hands behind his back, dragging him to the car. His mom waves..he cries. More and more people gather around, a police officer trying to dissolve the crowd. No one leaves. No one could believe that a boy like him could get in trouble. That the neighborhood goody-two-shoes, could do such a thing. The men shove him in the car and start driving. No one said a word...all you could see was his faint outline. But he was only focused on one person in the crowd.

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Now I am not any "asylum" enthusiast nor I've never been in one and I know I will get some things wrong. But if you've been in one and know everything about it go right ahead and tell me how I'm wrong. This is a warning. I probably will fix it I probably won't.

Enjoy
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