Decent into madness?
NORMAL?
I’ve been in this small white room for a while, how long? I’m not even sure! At least it’s fun! I even made a friend here, his name’s Larry. He lives in the walls. I can hear him singing to me every day. Like right now, can’t you hear it? Surely I’m not alone, I’m normal, this is something normal people do, everyone has the little voices. I’m not different. It’s normal. It’s normal. It’s normal because you also hear it.
It’s a never ending song he sings, in my head the humming never stops, a constant hmmm hmm hmmm. He never sings the lyrics, that’s ok though. I see them, I see them on the walls and on the floor, THEYRE EVERYWHERE! I CANT GET RID OF THEM! I WANT THEM GONE. They turn into faces, the faces of everyone I’ve met, and they’re laughing at me. They’re laughing at the girl who failed everyone. NO! NO THEYRE NOT. They aren’t laughing, I didn’t do anything, I’m fine. It’s fine. I’m fine. I’m normal, everything. Is. Normal.
Sometimes the nurses will come in and ask my why there are scratches everywhere. But I don’t tell them. No, I can’t tell them…they might keep me here forever. I don’t want to be here forever.
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