Submerged In Paranoia

He is known as the mad man, the man that is out of his tree. He knows himself as Emerson, the man that suffers with more demons than most. Constantly stumbling from one question to the next, he struggles to tell what is real and what isn't. His mind is nothing but a series of blank spaces and black spots where his memories should be.Where the memories of childhood, high school, christmases should reside, he remembers nothing. He lives alone, struggling with his demons. He knows that he is insane but he is just trying to put his life together, wondering why the voices speak to him and no one else. Wondering why he is unable to tell if the person walking down the street is real or not.

**Snippet from the novel I wrote for the July Camp NaNoWriMo.
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