"I do not suffer insanity, I actually quite enjoy it."
Second Entry
Unfinished. Will be finished later today. If you'd like to see the second entry now, go ahead.
I sat there across from him, both of us scared. "What will the tests say?" He asked me. "I do not know." I shut my eyes, grinning at the thought. "Will I be put here with you?" He asked me another question. "Hopefully." I reply, looking at him again. "It would be wonderful to have here with me...again." I said to him, smiling softly. He looked around nervously and breathed heavily. "Don't worry, love. It wont hurt as much as you think it will. The first time is always the easiest." I then stood, walking out of the room. Before leaving, I stop in the door-way and turned my head to look at him. "I'll be waiting for you after." I told him and was on my way. As they moved him to the next room, he was in panic. I could hear his screams of pain from inside and it brought me joy. I walked to my room and lie down, laughing softly. Finally. Some one just as equally treated can feel my pain. And, the best part is, it's the boy I love. We are connected more and more by the day.
I decide to put my hair up before leaving to meet him. But, still. It does nothing but curl and get in my visions way. Oh, well. I blow the candles out and let the room go dark before I leave. Richard was asleep in his bed, pushing himself against the wall so that his stuffed toy "Ruff"[a stuff dog] could sleep next to him. The stuff toy was oddly large. I would always make jokes on how it was once a live dog. I smiled at him sleeping before I left to go meet the boy.
I sipped the tea that he gave me and looked at him. "Why wont you tell me your name, dear?" I ask him, staring at him with a blank expression on my face. He looked at me, quickly looking away. After a while of not answering, my whole body started shake slightly. My breathe gotten heavier and a few tears rolled down my cheeks. "One cannot love like this." I whispered, setting down the cup and standing up to leave. "We...we will talk tomorrow." I told him before leaving. He watched me leave, I could feel his eyes glued to me. I slowly walked, closing my eyes. I was having a break down because of him not telling me something. How awful will I get? I'm still young. What will happen when I'm an adult? I cry more and more thinking about it. By then, I would probably have been strapped to a bed because of how dangerous I am. I've already been put in the jacket twice. Thinking about, I just wanted to die. Maybe, if I'm lucky, that's what will happen once the time comes. I smile, chuckling softly.
Aralia Insane · Sat Aug 10, 2013 @ 08:54pm · 0 Comments
