In the padded cell I awaited, straitjacket and voices trapping me in their reality… The doctor came to visit me again. I choose to think of myself as a rational person. But they don't… I hate them all. Electro-shock therapy, shots, drugs… This place will certainly be my death. It is times like these that I either think of just ending it all or just suffering through this bullshit punishment. It's been 3 years since they labeled me insane, sadly I am only 14… It is torture. My life has always been like this… But today seems different.

Doctor Johnston walks through the door with a guard walking beside him. He sat down at the rounded table as he opened up a folder and took out some documents. He looked me straight in the eye and said "You've shown improvement… We might be able to be able to be able to trust you with a table with corners."

I gazed at the smug look on his face, but I contained my anger… It wasn't worth it. I'd kill him one day. Just not today, I have a life to live before I throw it all out. He laughed and went on, "So any more wild stories?"

I admit, the monsters I saw may have been a bit far-fetched… But to deny the domestic abuse was his way of just making his life better. After my parents died, I lived with my uncle… He beat the crap out of me on a daily basis. He demeaned me, beat me, and all to satisfy his own ego. I lowered my head and whispered, "No sir…"

"What about the monsters you saw?" he asked.

I replied, "A hallucination caused by traumatic childhood experiences… I am surprised I haven't seen any here… These years have been pretty scarring thanks to you Johnston."

Johnston laughed and said, "With answers like that you are bound to be here for a while longer…"

An hour passed, and I managed to contain my anger. The doctor got up and walked to the door. I got up and asked "So do I at least get a chance to prove my sanity to the board?"

The doctor pushed up his glasses, smirked, and answered "No… You still seem to be highly unstable."

The guard shot a dirty look at the good doctor. His fist was shaking with fury… He apparently hated that prick just as much as I did. A week had passed. Just seven more days… Nineteen hours of confinement, two hours of eating, and one hour of waiting for any visitors. But no one cared, I just waited at the windows expecting someone to say hello. Even if I didn't know them I just craved to hear a different voice and see a different face. The only people I have seen the past few years are guards and Johnston. It was hell…

But when my appointment started, I noted something that triggered a smile. No doctor, just the guard. He smiled at me and said "The board will see you now…"

I asked him, "How… What happened?"
The guard replied, "I informed the board members of Johnston's unfair treatment. I have watched you for the past year… It was just too much to bear to see you have your life waste away before your very eyes… So I hope your ready, it's show-time!"

2 Weeks Later…

Oh man. What is the deal with this uniform? I look like a retard! I walked downstairs at the woman who was cleaning the dishes. I couldn't help but feel awkward calling her "mom" and that man "dad." But they adopted me out of the kindness of their hearts. She said, "Your lunch is by the door! Good luck!"

My new dad said, "Make friends… And control your anger. Okay?"

I nodded with a smile as I walked out the door and went on my way. I went into a local store's bathroom and started taking off my uniform, it just didn't suite me. I packed an extra set of clothes in my backpack. I put on my baggy blue jeans, and my "Societal Hazard" shirt. People often ask me if that is a band… They have no clue. As I walked towards the school building I had to wonder, why did they trust me? I mean, the reason I was in that institution was…

"HEY!" a voice called out from behind me.

A boy came running up to me, he had brown hair and wore goggles over his forehead. He caught up and asked me, "Hey! You look new! What is your name?"

I scratched me head as I asked, "Never mind that, where is your uniform?"

He raised one eyebrow and said "This school doesn't enforce a uniform policy… What made you think we did?"

"My parents gave me a uniform… They said it was mandatory I wore it… I just changed out of it at some store…"

He laughed and said "I think they just wanted you to look nice for your first day! Well we should get going, what room do you have to go to?"

"It says here, room 114!" I said as I glared down on the crumbled schedule.

He said, "Kea's Class! Okay! We are going to the same place… Anyway my name is Takeshi! And you are?"

My eyes began to sting, it felt so odd, but so reassuring. Takeshi extended his hand. I looked down as I fought back the tears. It started to hit me, I was finally free. Free to talk to people, free to love, free to hate, free of the medicated state of mind I lived in. I shook his hand and tried to say my name, but it wouldn't come out. He was looking straight into my eyes, but I avoided eye contact. Takeshi reassuringly said, "I know it can be hard… Being the new guy… Take your time!"

I caught a glance of the time and shouted, "WE'RE LATE!"

Takeshi and I ran to class… When we got there the teacher was not there yet. It was just gossiping kids. I turned to Takeshi and asked, "So, who is our teacher?"

Takeshi laughed and said. "Not really sure… I guess she is just some crazy lady who probably has no kids, so lives with her cats!"

My face felt warm… I started laughing, it has been a while since I had done that. I never really ever had anything to even smile about in so long… Suddenly another boy approached Takeshi, he was shaking a bit, and he asked wit ha visible tremble in his voice, "Hey, is this… The new kid?"

Takeshi nodded with an almost vacant stare on his face, and the boy shouted "Get away from him! He's a psychopath!!!"

I shot him a dirty stare and nearly jumped up from my seat. "Now what makes you think that?" I asked him while poorly hiding the anger in my voice.

The boy said, "You burned down your uncle's house! Then you blamed it on an orange dinosaur! You spent three years in a nut house! I even heard you tried to kill your doctor!!!"

I put a hand in one pocket and one on his shoulder. He was shaking with fear. He than added what might have been his last words ever, "And you killed your parents!"

At that point I lost control, I made a fist and swung for his face. My arm was pulled back. Takeshi grasped my arm desperately as he told me "It isn't worth it!"

I throw my fist down and whispered in the boy's ear, "I haven't killed my doctor yet…"

He screamed and tried running out of the room but ran into a tall man who looked down and muttered something to himself. He may have been a teacher. He sent the boy back to his seat with a stern look on his face. He wrote his name on the board "Mr. Kea…"

He turned to me and walked over, he leaned over ask whispered, "I've heard about you… Listen; don't let it get to you! They will get to know the real you. Why don't you go up front and introduce yourself?"

I stood up and walked to the front of the class and cleared my throat. Everyone stared nervously as I spoke my first words, "First off, I am a 14 year old psychopath, and if you don't watch out… I might kill you…"

Silence fell over the room as I stared with an emotionless look on my face, I started to giggle a bit, "Oh come on guys! I'm kidding!" I said as lightheartedly as possible. "My name is Kyle and for the past few years, I spent most of the days in solitary confinement! My only human contact was a crazy doctor who falsified information to keep me away from the outside world because let's face it… Would you trust me? I know I wouldn't! Hahahahaha!"

I laughed, it was odd but to think where I was this time a month ago, to look at where I was and where I am… I was so happy. I heard another giggle from the side of the room… There she was… She had raven colored hair down to her neck, with a blue streak down the side of it. Her eyes were the same shade of blue but deeper. She wore a black Bad Religion shirt and snow camouflage jeans. Her smile stopped my heart. To be honest, it scared the hell out of me.

I sat back in my seat and looked around… Everyone in class was eyeing me. They were scared… I guess I should have been more formal, and maybe the murder thing was over the line… But as my eyes scanned the room they fell back on that girl and I went the rest of the day just thinking about her. My eyes were almost glued to her, and her eyes were vicariously glued to a paper she was scribbling all over… It only seemed like a few seconds but the bell rang and it was time to leave. She grabbed a small bag and hopped out of her seat, she forgot a paper on her desk. I went over to get it and looked at it, it was a drawing of what I think was… Me? It looked like a super deformed demonoid thing… But there were hearts all around it with an XO on the side. I decided to run out before anyone caught me looking at it. As I left the school I was looking for Takeshi, then that kid from before came up to me. He shouted "I know you are gonna do something!"

I tried to walk away. I felt like some outlaw killer, why was he trying to protect people from me? I haven't done anything! I was only a few feet away but then he started to run after me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a clenched fist ready to punch. Suddenly someone jumped in front of me. I couldn't even tell what he did, but all I know was that other kid went flying. The stranger turned around, he had some stylish shades on and was dressed like he was in a bar. He was wearing a blue collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up with dark gray slacks. He turned back at me and said, "I apologize for him…"

He just walked away, and with that I think this new life outside a padded cell is going to be interesting.

Later that night

I was in my chair pondering the whole day, wondering what the next day was. Who was that girl? What was her name? Did she like me or was she just doodling? It was a boring class… I'd never think I'd find myself in this situation, especially when I was in that rotting hell trap of an institution. It was nice, but images and words of the scared kids kept running through my head. Telling me I murdered my parents, and the fear in their eyes when I came into the class. I could tell that no one trusted me. Especially that kid, he actually tried to attack me! But then again who saved me at the end of the day? Who was he? A sound suddenly snapped me out of my trance… It was an e-mail alert? Who could be mailing me? I then started to tremble when I saw the sender… It was that same address as when I was eleven.

K0rSav10r

I was playing on my uncle's computer. He was passed out from drinking during the day like everyday. I got home from school a few hours ago, and I had to make my dinner just like everyday. But I got a strange e-mail alert from a strange sender, K0rSav10r. There was an attachment, Korofriend.exe was what it was called. I wanted a friend, no one at school really talked to me… So I downloaded it, but the screen started shinning. An egg started materializing before my eyes, this egg started it all. Maybe I should have hated it, but he was my first friend… Koromon.

My finger was trembling as I decided whether or not to open the e-mail. I got up and ran out of my house as quickly as possible… I walked anywhere, just to clear my mind. I found myself in a park, just looking across the pond hoping an answer would spring out of anywhere… Why is he trying to find me? Why is Koromon or Agumon or whatever trying to find me?

"STOP IT!!! Please! You are gonna start a fire!"

It was so clear in my mind, the red sun setting, and the feeling of warmth on my cheeks. The warm breeze was carrying the blades of grass around us. Koromon turned to Agumon that day, and he could breathe fire… I was so anxious to see it… In retrospect it may have been my fault. It scarred my bastard uncle and burned his house down. And Koromon was my friend, he was always there for me. Always playing with me when my uncle was either drinking or working. But it was his fire breath that landed me in that hellhole of an institution. Suddenly I heard my name being called.

"Hey!" Takeshi screamed out from across the pond. He waved at me excitedly as he ran to meet me. He was way too excited, I could tell something was strange. Takeshi said "Dude! I have something I need to show you!" He grabbed my arm, but I held my weight, I asked, "What is it? Can't you tell me without dragging me somewhere?"

Takeshi screamed, "NO!!! YOU NEED TO SEE THIS! I still cannot even believe it!"

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Character Profile:

Name: Kyle Ichida (Real last name unknown)

Birthplace: Rhode Island, USA

Likes: Life outside the institution

Hates: Judgmental people, his old doctor

Fears: Going back to confinement, losing anyone else close to him