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File 3608
Forgive me Father for I have sinned! But…
I’m not going anywhere.
I’m staying put.
You’ll just look right through me again.
Not me.
Her.
That me! Get it?
I still don’t.
Like always…
My head hurts.
I’m scared to close my eyes. It’s dark and lonely.
My mind is a Picasso piece; slowly breaking away like a nervous lie that just continues to get bigger.
“You’re fine sweetheart! It’s just in your head!”
Ha. They mock me and laugh at me.
Of course it’s in my head. I already know that fact!
They made me read the Yellow Wallpaper the other day. I cried and tore it into pieces.
They know nothing.
Nothing!
I wish you could see the anger in my voice.
Then maybe you’d see what I see.
What they say I see is “a sham and a shame”
Fun ring to it, right? They like to treat me like I don’t know my ABCs.
I just chuckle and pretend I’m not burning away from the inside.
My heart feels heavy today. More than ever.
All the same, I do still need someone there with me so I can sleep again.
A friend would suffice. I used to have many of those. You’re actually one of them right now.
Imagine this.
Imagine watching your family die over and over again right in front of your eyes in the most violent, brutal, helpless way possible. However, you can’t do anything because you’re stuck watching.
Imagine your best friend you’ve had for all your life is actually fake. Not fake as in a liar or fraud.
But actually, he or she is not real and was never born. Every conversation you've had with them was just another example of a science experiment. They were never real, made up by you.
Or imagine feeling the pain of hundreds of needles jammed into your brain, a fiery liquid coursing through your veins that makes you feel numb all the time. The world becomes hazy and it’s perfect for everyone because your not weighing them down.
Not me. I’m not sane.
I’m unique.
Unique: being the only one of its kind; unlike anything else.
That’s me. Ha. Let’s all watch me like I’m a circus, ok!?
Oh goodness.
Here they come again.
Before I go, I just wanted to say goodbye. Forever... Ya know?
You are only part of my mind and they’ll just continue to make you go away.
It was fun and all and I do hope your day is great!
It’s just stinks because you didn't even get to introduce yourself.
Pity nobody else knows you except me...humph.
Oh my!
My hairs falling out again!
Maybe they’ll fix that like they think they can fix me.
Sincerely,
Patient #78-104

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Be vary of what you are reading. Although it is confusing, it makes sense. This is in a the mind of a 12 year old girl who has Schizophrenia and thinks she is imagining you. Just listen and respect what she is saying. Besides, you are not real anyways.
-Help me, help me please. (Bolded Letters)