“Just stop darling! You’re going to school today. It’s been 3 weeks!”
Life had always been a litte bit difficult to say the least for Spencer. At school he was that penguin, the one whose shirt was never ironed enough, and whose trousers just weren’t the right kind. The last 21 days had been a welcomed break for him from the horrors of the playground, and the torment that was his school life.
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I want you.
I need you.
I require to be with you.
For just a single second she could see the spectres, but then they were gone. Rancid, blackened bones hovering just an inch from the ground. Their ragged clothes stripped from their body, revealing nothing but nightmares and madness. She shivers impulsively as they disappear; she knows that they will now begin.
How many things does it take to drive somebody crazy? One. Two. Three. Four? I want to go crazy. Diagnose it if you wish; right now I have no excuse. No excuse for the crying and the screaming and the hurting. If I told you my story, I don’t think you’d understand. You’d be just like all the others, telling me what to do. Where I should be, with whom I should meet. It’s like they think I don’t know. But I know alright, I know exactly where I should be and who I should be meeting. I just can’t, because she’ll never get home.
As I begin to fall I feel nothing but speckles of rain blasting against my cheeks, and a sense of freedom that surges vividly through my body – a type of freedom which both frightens and excites at the same time. This is it; I have waited months for this exact moment. It will be over soon, and then I will never have to feel trapped again.