Insane-Original Writing

I awoke to the sound of my roommate, Norman, screaming.This was a common occurrence, in the dead of night, he would wake, sit up, and scream for fifteen minutes, or so. Norman didn’t talk to a soul, whenever he was acknowledged, a high-pitched shriek was the only thing to ever come out of his mouth. Norman had a reason for being here, he was insane, no matter what way anybody looked at it, crazy was the only thing that shined through. I, however, do not belong in this cold, bitter, and tremendously horrid asylum. I don’t have a clear vision of what happened, that night was a blur. All I remember was waking up staring at the blank, white ceiling in what has become my room. It’s been thirty-nine days since my arrival, I’ve been keeping tally …show more content…
They care for us, but not about us. I have not come across a single one who had shown even the least bit of empathy towards the patients. I have no one to talk to; I’m left alone with only my thoughts. It is a strange place that I am in. My only escape is staring out my window to the outside world. Society is miles away, but I am able to see the trees, leaves, and the birds. I often find myself envying those winged creatures, one minute they are here, and in an instant, they fly away. When I close my eyes, I imagine myself as one of those blue birds, and I fly, I fly far, far away from this place, I fly until I find happiness, and then I open my eyes only to see the white walls, and the white bed, and the white floors. The leaves are orange, and the skies are grey. The only sound is the howling of the wind. Looking out the window is my favorite pass time. As I go through the halls, I pass hundreds of miserable people. I think to myself, ‘Am I one of them?’ Surely I am not, but the longer I’m here, the more I grow to be like them. I can’t help but feel lonely, there are so many people here, yet nobody is around. I feel trapped, like I am at the bottom of a deep pit, and there is no way out. I have not taken a breath of fresh air in so long, the windows are sealed shut, and the doors are blocked. I long for the