The End
As
I sit here, I think to my self. “Am I in the norm, I must be sane. Is it
possible that I am not.” I think ponder this question for hours.”Am I truly
sane”? The signs of sanity seem to fit me except few querks.
Some would say that I am
insane, and then there are some that would say that I’m normal. But what
are they, could it be that they are insane and simply concider me normal.
Or maybe, just maybe they are insane and consider me insane because I think
unlike them.
You’re probably sitting
there thinking me insane for even questioning this. But I’ll tell you what
started this all. One day I was in class as every other school day just
kinda halph there and halph gone. Not really paying much attention
at all. Just phaseing in and out of conciousness. Catching little bits
of information, just enough to do the work. Anyways I happened to come
to when the teacher was talking about the signs of sanity and insanity.
This peeked my interest
so I started to listen. “insanity”...”mentally ill”...”crazy”....”
looney”, words that we fear yet are intrigued by. I see “looney”
people on movies and wonder what makes someone that way. I personally have
never seen a looney person in any life experiences and I’m not so sure
that I want to. Partially because I fear that I may be very close to what
they are. “Phobia”- extreme fear of a certain
object or situation. My worst fear is probably becoming what I along
with most others cringe, gawk, and laugh at. One of the insane.
I am constantly questioning
my sanity. “Insane or not insane, that is the question” that I wonder
and fret over. “I am not insane”, I tell myself. But I still am curious
as to if I am. Do I just not see that I am. But than I gain confidence,
“I can’t be insane” I have to many friends.
They’re never going to take
me away to a mental institution. Cause I’m not insane I tell you. I’m not,
I’m not, I’m not, I’mmmmmmmmmmmm nonnnoooooooooottttttttttttttt.
Crutchfield Mental hospital Patient: Kevin A. Gennings.
Situation: Critical! and getting worse.
Assigned Doctors: Dr. Horton, Dr. Keaton.
The patient Mr. Gennings
has gotten worse in the last two weeks. His hallucinations are getting
even worse. Nothing can convince him that He is no longer in school. We
have tried everything with no results. Today we have decided to try
a more unique and seldomly used technique.
We are going to try a
brain cleansing. At exactly 6:30 Thursday. Jan. 21,1921 the
operation begins. A trained surgeon will atempt to open the skull with
no severe dammage to the brain. He shall then free the brain from the head
and proceed to thouroly clean the brain with windex and a smooth towel
as to not scratch the brain. We are really looking forward to trying
this. Although it is an unusual technique we believe that it will be sucessfull.
Dr. Horton.
Crutchfield Mental Hospital
Patient: Charlie M. Horton
Situation: Severe
Assigned Doctors: Dr. Smith,Dr. Ying
The patient Mr. Horton is still insisting that He is a Dr. in our
hospital. We are working with him trying to stop this insanity but
it’s not working yet.................
Uninsane
by Mike D. Liebst
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