|Carm's oh so glamourous life in a mental hospital
Author: MokikaStyle PM
The narrator's full name is Carmen. Why is it when Carmen got one true friend when she really needed one that friend ended her up in a mental hospital. Please R&R and tell me if I should continue.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama/Tragedy - Words: 548 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 12-30-06 - id: 2297377
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I can't smell October in the air this year. The only thing that reminds me that this month is October are the pumpkins in the courtyard. I think they are real although I can't smell them. Maybe in the chaotic move to the hospital I lost my sense of smell. I can't rely on the other patients for answers to anything half say one thing and the other half say something else.
Some of them are liars and others are just plain crazy. I don't know which one I am. I mean yes I did almost jump off of that bridge last summer but I had reasons. I wrote all my reasons into a poem.
Warm days….Warm days
That is when I hear it
Her faint singing voice
Like a whispering whistle with a hint of raspberry
So soft yet so sad
She haunts me on the warm days
Winter is now my favorite season
Summer is a burden
She sings all summer long to me
I want to throw a pillow at her
Make her shut up
Everyone says she doesn't exist
They say there was no girl there last summer
When I almost jumped off the bridge
I was trying to save her but they didn't believe me
They stopped me and I kicked and I screamed
I should have tried harder
I didn't though
And I faintly hear her singing right now
It is never more than a whisper
Loud enough for me to hear
Loud enough to annoy me
Loud enough to end me up in this place for the crazy
I'm not crazy
She was there that summer last year
For all the summers to come her voice will haunt me….
Everyone insisted I was very, very talented but also very, very sick and needed to come to this place. I don't see how I'm sick. Every time the nurses check my temperature it is always 98.7 or 6 degrees Fahrenheit. I wish I could come out of this place and say sorry to Nicole. That was the girl's name. Nicole was so nice to me and was my best friend and then one day she slipped off the bridge. Nobody else could see her or here her screaming except me and just as my screams mixed with hers and I was ready to jump they grabbed me. They meaning my parents and the police.
I've written way too much for one day especially since anybody who reads this could use it to either keep me in this hospital longer or get me out quicker. I don't want to be here longer or shorter if that makes sense. I just want to be here for my time and then go back to my normal life of waking up at 6 and then feeding my dog...
A/N- The poem is also listed in my stories as "warm, haunted, summer days". I wanted to add some background information to the poem but couldn't move my reviews. I will proabably delete the original poem from my FictionPress one day. Please R&R and tell me if I should continue with Carmen's story.