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Diary of a Fat Girl

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Again! AGAIN!!


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Written by Sanel Allen   
Thursday, 03 April 2008
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ImageMy heart began pounding in my chest. Sweat seeping thru my shirt.I can’t believe this… My brain froze in the process of deciding to finish or run.I can’t believe this is happening… It seemed my whole body just stopped working.I can’t believe I did that… Out of nowhere it seemed, my body came to a working order. Only it wasn’t following instructions.

My mind said run.

A sound rung in my ears, I was shocked to find that the sound was me laughing. My hands came together in a cheerful clap and I began jumping up and down joyfully. Suddenly…even my thoughts switched to strange.

I did it! Ha-ha!

I did it! again!

Again!

Again!

My mind ordered and I obeyed. I swung my arm back…Again!Again!

I plunged the knife in his chest.

Again!

Again!

I did it again and again as my laugh took on a sound of complete hysteria.

Again!

Again!

I sat back, exhausted.Whoa, that was fun! Nap time… 

 

They found me huddled in a corner. A bloodied thumb in my mouth. Knife in hand. Before a dead body-my step-father. But I couldn’t believe it. It couldn’t have been me! I woke up in a state of complete shock and disgust, throwing up right on the spot.No, not me.

I didn’t do it…I swear.I swear! But it was me.

 

And here I sit in a jail for crazy people. Now I’m sane. I’m looking around at my cell mates. One’s rocking back and forth in a corner. One’s singing a lullaby.I don’t belong here…

My jail therapist calls it multiple personalities. He doesn’t believe I’ll ever be free from the “Other Me”. So yea, now I’m sane. I understand that it was me who killed my step-father. Why? We don’t know. Now I’m sane…but at night the “Other me” takes over… “Lullaby and goodnight..” I hum as I rock in a dark corner of my cell. My step father use to sing this to me. “Lullaby and goodnight, go to sleep my sweet darling…” I grip at my hair and scream repeatedly. My screams turn into laughter. The attendants will come for me. I must sing for all to hear. “Lullaby and goodnight, go to sleep my step daddy…

Hehe heheHahahahahalouder!sing louder!

Again!

Again!

Again!

Again!

Again!

Again………………



Copyright 2008 Sanel Allen
Keyword: insanity life
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Comments (5)
Posted by R.E.Potter
2008-04-03 18:33:55
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I don't think I got this...
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Posted by Dirkin
2008-04-03 18:47:25
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interesting... i believe an insane or deranged man might mutter to himself like this
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Posted by ThomasP3
2008-04-04 10:28:03
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I was a little unsure of the point of it, but it is a creepy little tale. Thank you.
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Posted by celtic1888
2008-04-06 05:04:58
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Sorry but I didnt understand this at all, maybe worth a comment from the author to explain a bit?
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Posted by Bomber
2008-05-22 06:21:01
Well I liked it...

...and that scares me just a little bit.

Keep writing them, I like your style.
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