(Authors Notes: I’m really excited to post this story! This story is one of many different stories I have been creating. But I like this story most of all. Mainly because it’s different. Most stories I have read to do with some one being insane. It is from someone else’s point of view. It’s never the patients. That’s why I like this story so much. It is really challenging to write. All of my friends that have read it all gave me positive comments. I hope you guys will too. Enjoy!)

Introduction

Insanity. What’s exactly is Insanity? By definition insanity is a mental disorder characterized by temporary or permanent irrational or violent deviations from normal thinking, feeling, and behavior.

What makes us so afraid of insane people? What is it that they do to scare us? Is it the way they act? The way they react to Human contact; the flinching, the screaming, the violent attacks. They look into our eyes and see fear, shock, and disgust. What an excellent impression we leave them about the outside world. The Place they so desperately want to be apart of.

Maybe we fear them because of their eyes. The cold darkness of their orbs, with life sucked from them. The look of pure fear that is eternally locked into their eyes, the look of sadness and Loneliness of being locked in a room for the rest of their life; exiled from the rest of the world. We fear about what we do to these beings, these HUMAN beings. Insane people could also be called Societies disease, a disease that can’t be cured. So we cage them. Lock them away. So we don’t get infected.

I was Insane. I was locked in on of those rooms, with my thoughts and my thoughts alone. No contact to the outside world; the place where I came from. I never knew how disgusting and cruel the world was until I insane. I sat their day after day thinking I was going to be alone for the rest of my life. I was wrong. I’m not alone. I was a disease that was cured.

Hello, My name is David Silverwood and this is my story.

Insanity is One Step up From Reality

Chapter 1: Caged Freedom

I know you must be confused. I mean how you go from being insane to well normal. Let’s just say I was one of the lucky ones to leave that Hospital; I wasn’t in a body bag. You see I wasn’t always crazy. I wasn’t one of those people who were born with a mental disorder. I was pretty much pronounced ‘Insane’ by some doctor after I woke up from an accident

The Accident.

That’s what someone watching from the sidelines would call it. Me, I wouldn’t call it an accident. To me it was supposed to be my Freedom. My one way ticket out of hell on earth. I was 17 at the time. Fresh out of high school. I even had won a scholarship to Brooklyn University. In the beginning this was my main goal, to get this scholarship. It was my ticket of Freedom. Then I soon realized that no matter were I went He would always but there. Just waiting to jump out of a dark corner and take me again, like he has done many times before. I decided I wouldn’t fight any more but I would have the last laugh.

So the question still remains. Why did I get behind the wheel of that car?

My answer: Freedom.

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I have gone Insane. Absolutely Insane!

I mean why else would I have stolen that car and hit the highway during rush hour driving up the opposite lane. I smile when I realize my freedom is soon. I WILL be free soon. Away from Him. The person that took away everything I ever loved and cared about. The person that was hell bent on putting me threw torture. I will finally be able to leave him behind now that I have no one to protect and now look towards a bright white non- existent future.

I’m going to have the last laugh. That’s for sure. I’m not going to worry about him no more.

I’m going to look forward to the last moment of my worthless life.

I swerve to the left to avoid colliding with a car. The driver honks at me and looks at me like I’m crazy.

“Yes I am Crazy,” I shout at him. Absolutely crazy and I’m enjoying every minute of it. I noticed I haven’t stopped smiling ever since I stole this car.

The first true smile I have smiled in months.

I hear sirens now. The police are coming after me; no doubt that idiot reported his car missing. Hey, it’s his fault maybe he shouldn’t leave his car still running when he leaves it. I can’t be held responsible for his mistake.

Oh no it seems I’m starting to lose control of the car. What a shame. I promise to make good mess.

That I promise.

I look forward and see a car dead ahead of me. The headlights blinding me.

‘Good’ I think. I let go of the steering wheel and start to laugh. Who thought it would end like this. I certainly didn’t think so. But I’m glad it did. I hope I make the evening news. I can hear it now “crazy teen drives himself in a another car head on.” This makes me laugh harder. Just before impact I shout out.

“ Hah! Father who has the last Laugh now! “ My car collides with the other car. I feel myself being ripped from the driver’s seat and go through the windshield.

I’m flying through the air like a bird.

I’m flying to my freedom.

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Cloudy. How come my mind feels cloudy? I can’t…remember! Why? Can’t I remember? I groan. My head hurts badly.

A Hole.

There’s a hole in my brain. Why is there a hole their…there ISNT supposed to be? I can’t take this. Where am I? I don’t know! This place I don’t now this place! It smells weird! But I know this smell. WHAT IS THIS SMELL! I clutch my head. It hurts. I can’t think. I don’t know anything. What am I doing here? How come my head hurts? …Who am I? I CAN’T REMEMBER!

There are so many questions…so fast it’s to fast. I can’t. I can’t think! The Yelling! THEY’RE SCREAMING! I’m groaning now. Rubbing my sore head. My eyes shoot open when I hear someone shout

“DOCTOR, DOCTOR HE’S AWAKE!”

I look around the room. Everything is so bright its hurts my eyes and makes the pain in my head worse. I look up at the lights and I gasp and push myself in to my bed further.

The Lights I see them there coming closer the headlights are coming closer and closer they WON’T STOP!

I need to get out of here I can’t stay here anymore. I’m kicking and waving my arms now trying to escape. They won’t let me there trying to make me stop. They don’t understand I can’t stop. The Lights. There coming close and the wont stop coming. I got to move out of they way.

They’re stopping me.

I try to scream but I can’t scream there is something my throat. It hurts. I’m crying now. I can feel the tears run down over my temples. There are so many of them now they’re holding down my whole body. I hear a man shout out

“SEDATE HIM!” What does that mean? I see a woman with a needle she coming closer. I try to get away but I can’t. They wont let me. The woman puts the needle into something attached to my arm. Whatever ever it is it’s making the headlights disappear. I’m safe. I feel tired now. Like I haven’t slept in days. They have released me now but I can’t move. I don’t have the energy. I don’t like this. What are they going to do to me? I’m tired; I need to sleep.

I slowly shut my eyes and welcome the darkness.

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God. My head is killing me. At least it wasn’t like before that was painful.

Let’s recap this shall we. I wake up in hospital with what feels like my head being split in two. I can’t remember a single thing. Not even my name. Then doctors attack me and put me back to sleep … again.

At least there’s no one to bother me this time. I really need to think. I can’t remember my name and anything about me for that matter… I don’t remember anyone at all. But I do remember how to speak, read, and write as far as I know. I don’t even remember what I was like; how I acted, who my friends were, what my favorite band is, my anything. It is scary.

“How are you today” a feminine voices asks me. Do you seriously what me to answer that? I think I’m better off ignoring her.

“Horrible” so much for that idea.

“Why?” I swear she is trying to make me mad or something. Isn’t there a rule against that kind of stuff? Stop teasing the mentally impaired.

“How am I supposed to know?” I say bitterly.

“Wow! Seems like someone woke up on the wrong the side of the bed this morning” I groan. She can’t be serious. Listen Lady I don’t know who I am. I have a splitting headache.

Just leave me to die in peace.

Thank you.

“ Well what way would you be after being attacked by doctors and put to sleep all because you were trying to escape from headlights that were coming after you?”

Smooth.

Very Smooth. All I need to do now is give her a crazy look and she’ll think I’m insane.

“ Headlights? Why headlights?” she asked me. I CAN’T REMEMBER! We have been through this.

“ I don’t know”

“Oh” she says in a quiet voice.

“What’s my name?” I asked a couple minutes after.

“You don’t know you name?” You did go to school right? Why else would I ask you what my name was if I didn’t remember?

“No” I answer rolling my eyes. I guess I might be a little too harsh. But I was the one sedated remember. She looks down at he clipboard and says

“David.” David. David. I’m disappointed. It’s seriously way to simple. I mean I don’t even feel like a David. I want a name that is cool. A name that is longer then 5 letters, a name like Michael. Maybe Timothy or Christopher. Possibly Samuel. It could happen.

“Well David, You seem to be doing fine. I’m going to go next door and check on a another patient and then I’ll bring you your breakfast ok?” I grunt. I’m still fussing about my name. David. Who the hell wants a name like that? Nathaniel! Now that would be an awesome name. Its just rolls off the tongue

“Nathaniel” Yes! Now I nee-

“ Talking to yourself David,” said a dark voice out of nowhere.

“What? No!” Ok. Where did that come from? I looked around the room. I don’t see anything.

“Of course your not. Now to the point David. I heard you have lost your memory. What a shame. I was hoping you’d be stuck with me forever. What a shame! I guess I have to remind you!” the voice came again.

I’m literally freaked now. This…this is not normal. I’m sat up now hugging my knees to my chest looking around the room. I don’t see anything. I suddenly see something in the corner of the room.

I scream.

It’s…it’s a...a MONSTER! It started to move forward. It snapped its fingers and slammed me back down into my bed. I can’t move. It’s still moving forward. It’s red burnt looking face came inches away from mine. It’s mouth with yellow stained fangs curved into a smile. It’s murky green eyes narrowed in to my eyes.

“Do you remember David? Do you remember what I did to you?” It jumped on me. Pinning me more into the uncomfortable mattress. It started lick on the inside of my ear. I was crying now. Why was this happening to me? What did I deserve to get this?

“ Are you sure you don’t remember now?” It whispered and then bite down on my ear lobe. I screamed in pain. I was struggling even harder now. The thing had me pinned so I could only move my hands and feet. It was facing me again its mouth moving closer and closer to mine.

“DAVID!!” someone shrieked. The monster suddenly disappeared and all the pressure on me vanished. I ripped from the bed and banged in to the corner. Bringing my knees to my chest and covering my face with my arms.

“PLEASE! PLEASE GOD! DON’T HURT ME!!” I shrieked. I was shaking violently now and choking with sobs.

“Please don’t. Plea-“ My voice cracked. I heard rushed footsteps come closer. I felt a gentle touch on my arm. I screamed and bang my head and the rest of my body against the wall.

“David” Came a soft voice. I slowly looked up from my arms. I saw the lady from earlier. She looked scared; she had tears running along the sides of her cheeks. I launched my into her bearing my face into her neck.

“ Please, please don’t let it hurt me. I don’t want it to hurt me. Please…don’t let it hurt me,” I cried into her neck. She started to rock back and forth hugging me closer. She drew circles on my back with her fingers. It felt good. I started to feel myself calm down. I felt safe. Not the safe when they sedated me. It was completely different. I felt like no matter what happened I would always be safe.

This went on for a while her rocking me back and forth, drawing circles all over my back. She lifted me from her neck and looked and me and said

“Listen David I’m going to need you to tell me what happened?” she started to gently run her fingers through my hair.

“ I can’t,” I couldn’t tell her. He’ll get mad. I don’t want him to come after me again.

“ Why can’t you?” She asked gently.

“ Cause He’ll hurt me again.” I said tears starting to form in my eyes again. She pulled me back in to an embrace. A few moments she said

“David you are going to have to come with me ok” I nodded into her neck. I slowly climbed off of her. She took my hand and led me out of the room.