Chapter 1: thoughts of an anxiety ridden freak
Clare's point of view:
I never meant for this to happen. But I reached my breaking point. I was just fed up with their shit. My dad and step mom's comments and beatings. I swear they were merciless. I had just had it. They deserved what came to them. Especially that it was from me. I really never meant for any of this to happen but I guess my anxiety disorder took over. I know what you're thinking. 'What is she talking about?' right? Well what I'm talking about is that I murdered both my dad and step-mother. They deserved this though always abusing me verbally and physically. That's when I just snapped. I slit my father's throat while I watched the blood drain from him while Sarah slept next to him. I watched enough Dexter to know how to kill without being noticed. I then moved onto my step-mom. I stabbed her forty times while I stabbed my dad forty one. It's just like that old rhyme about Lizzie Borden. The rhyme goes like this "Lizzie Borden had an ax. She gave her mother fourty whacks. When she saw what she had done she gave her dad forty one."
These were the thoughts I was thinking when I was handcuffed sitting in a police car on my way to a mental health clinic. I could tell that the people driving thought I was crazy and deranged. Which I was. I murdered my parents due to their abuse and my anxiety disorder. How was this place supposed to "cure" me? I don't know how. By keeping in a straight jacket and eliminating all color I see in my world and making it gray. How was that supposed to help? I killed my parents for may reasons. One of them being that I wanted to be in control for once not them. The car stopped and the people ushered me into the Mental Health establishment. They directed me to a room that didn't that have people with anxiety but with skitzophrenia. Those people claim that they 'hear voices' telling them to do 'bad' things. The guards opened the doors and put me in the room. everybody's attention was on me and I felt like I was going to have another episode. I walked to a table and sat down next to a boy who was sitting alone. He had really green eyes, a pale face, and shaggy brown hair. I decided to speak first.
"Hi, I'm Clare" I said. He looked into my eyes and I felt as if he knew why I was there.
"Hey I'm Eli."
"I don't mean to pry but why are you here?" he asked softly.
"I murdered my dad and step mom due to my anxiety disorder." I replied. his eyes widened as if he was here for a similar situation.
"Why are you here?" I asked shyly.
"I'm schizophrenic so I kind of went on a rampage because of the voices." So he has Schizophrenia does he?
"How did you kill them?" he asked.
"I stabbed my father forty one times and my step mom forty times." I said.
"Have you ever heard that old rhyme about Liz Borden?" he nodded.
"Well Liz Borden had an ax gave her mother forty whacks. When she saw what she had done she gave her father forty one. And that's exactly what I did." He smirked and nodded at me.
"Interesting" he said.
Not my best work but I plan on making this good. Review please.