Nightmare4

I walk down the hall, trying not to laugh. What's not to laugh about?

my cellmate, Branny tried to strangle himself today, he made the noose with the sheets and was about to throw himself to his death, but the noose was too long and he used too much of his sheets. He ended up hitting his head to the ground and the guards took him out of the cell. It was really fun to watch.

Isn't that just what makes it funny? we always use too much and end up banging our head somewhere, and sometimes it feels like we like the pain. So we try again and again. I'm sure he's gonna use more sheets tomorrow. He doesn't know what to do. Poor Branny can't even rid himself from this world. Such a bad feeling.

the asylum was normal as always. Normal enough to call it home. Erik was still shouting at himself. Poor guy killed his wife for no reason and then ended up here. When they asked him what his intentions were, he screamed "it was his fault" while pointing to his reflection in a mirror.

it wasn't his fault, I know how he feels. I know how crappy a reflection can be. I know his reflection made him do that.

I just know.

I continue walking. My head still hurts but I feel better. I get my pills from a doctor and head back to my cell, but on my way I hear Lizzie again, Lizzie is a great singer and her voice always makes my day and I always smile when I hear her beautiful voice, but I don't know why the guards and the doctors always cover their ears when hearing it.

one time a doctor bled from her ear.

their minds can't comprehend Lizzie's song. It's too beautiful for them. But I know what she's saying. I know what that warm voice is warning me about, the lovely song she sings about the gentle wind passing through the grass in the forest. I don't know why they cover their ears again. Maybe their afraid that her voice would actually take them to the forest. Maybe they don't want to go to the forest.

but why?

Lizzie stops singing and I enter my cell with a smile on my face.

the first thing I look at is the mirror and I lose my breath.

who took it down?

I covered the mirror with the sheets and now it wasn't covered anymore

No.

I don't want to see him.

It was all his fault. He made me do it.

Where is the damn sheet?

oh I remember, I used them earlier today to strangle myself. That didn't go well, I should use more sheets next time. Maybe it'll work.

I look at the mirror and I find him staring back at me.

his face reminds of the blood on my hands.

I start crying

his face was familiar

so familiar

I start singing "the wind in the forest"

a song I created the first day I came here

I'm innocent

I don't belong here

but nobody believes me

they just cover their ear

that's what they'll always do

the person in the mirror is still staring at me

I'm alone

but I'm not alone

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