Ok, Chapter 2! Sorry it's short, but it's because I'm saving for the best part! Ok, here we go ^^

'I don't remember anything!'
'I don't remember anything!'
'I don't remember anything!'

Flaky wobbled on the floor with a tight hug on Headless, the teddybear. She stared into the air in front of her with hysterical eyes and repeated to herself those words in her mind.

She couldn't believe she had done it again. She had been on a killing spree, unconciously. The dark blood was splattered on her, as well on Headless, but nothing else than that, which could only mean she wasn't at home when she killed anyone. Only yesterday, and that was when she had found Cuddles corpse on her attic, after hesitantly going upstairs, being brave, weird enough. She had screamed, then bursted into tears while laying her upper body on it. The lower part of the corpse was gone, which she suspected it had been devoured by her evil state. The amount of tears mixed up with the victim's blood. How long she had cried, she didn't know. But did that even matter? No, because she didn't live for anything, except...

She had shaken her head to get rid of the thought. No, that was not why. What a foolish thought.

However, about Cuddles, she didn't cry because he had died, because revival was possible for all friends of Happy Tree Town. What made her this sad, was obviously that she had killed him herself, but it wasn't recorded in her memory. She had caused someone to die in the most gruesome way. On purpose. That was bothering her constantly. Her next action was dragging the corpse out of her property, and bury it in the forest behind her house. She didn't care about her fear that time, she just wanted to get rid of the body. It had taken her a while but she had completed her task right before dawn. She had ran home and taken a shower.

As she had these thoughts in mind tears started to take place in her sight, but she didn't cry. She blinked in an attempt of holding back, and as she did, a lonely tear ran down her cheek and dripped down on the floor. She held up a hand to violently smack her own face. A sign from a hand on the cheek was the result and she stood up, with Headless in her arms. She thought quickly about what she had experienced that could've caused this madness of hers. Words put together, but not in a sentence, was stuck in her mind.

'Screaming, used, crying, entered, despised, worthless, whore, darkness, wickedness, evil, egoism, violent, touched...'

Flaky clutched her head and screamed so loud she had never done before. The sound could limit decibel, or even cross it. Flaky ran to the kitchen, her heartbeat in a fast rhythm. She pulled out a tray and with trembling hands, she reached the sharp knife. She stared at it in a few seconds, then she laughed hysterically, those words still repeating in her head. 'MAKE IT STOP!' her mind screamed, as she stabbed herself with the knife in the stomach. She didn't show a single sign of pain, instead she laughed even louder. The counts of stab wounds became many, and the whole knife was covered in her own blood. After the last stab, her lifeless body fell to the ground, the eyes, with no longer any life, staring at the ceiling.

Headless was still clutched in her embrance, the hands holding a grip like she was still alive.

Patient Journal Nr. 4

Doctor: Lumpy

Patient: Flaky

Date of Journal: May 9th

Date of Patient's Birth: April 11th

Suspected Disorder: Schizophrenia, hysterical psychosis.

'I've done it again' she had said to me. Strange disorder, but I don't doubt that anyway. Flaky was special from the very beginning.
My conclusion is that she's insanely fragile to those kind of words that reminds her of her gruesome past. At first, when I examined her mind, the average of her story had made me think of one sentence only that causes her to lost control and turn into her evil state.
'Horribly ambushed to eternity', is what I'm talking about.

According to this, she can flip out hearing sentences that has been said to her ages ago, when she experienced those things that caused her psychological damage. In that state, she flips out and kill everyone around. But the worst state, is when she has heard 'Horribly ambushed to eternity' I found out. She doesn't only kill everyone, she says dirty things and devours them, and she is strong like no other possible creauture can be on Earth. I asked her why, and with a sigh and quiet sobbings, she admitted.

She had been raped.
By whom, she still refuses to admit.

She told me he had often said this sentence to make her feel hopeless of freedom. Physically or psychologically, either way. It didn't matter.
I think personally that she can't eleminate this part of her mind. If she kills it, she dies. Only vice versa if she's outside the town, that it's not under this spell of reviving the animals that die young.

She somehow needs this sick part of her personality to remember her cause. Why she is like this, why she does this, why she thinks this, etcetera.
It's the only key to why her health is unstable. We will never know the truth if she kills it, and she will die along. She can't kill it, but I think she can get rid of it.

But it's up to her, I can't do anything, neither can anyone else.

The only one that can cure her is herself. And the way, she has to find on her own. But I still examine her so she wont get uneasy.

If she admitted who he was, I could maybe cure her, but since she refuses, I don't think I can unless I press it out of her.
But as a responsible psychologist, I can't do that. If she wants to have this split personality, it's her decision.

But as it seems, she's the only one able to break the chains to what's disturbing her, so to speak.

Ok, Flaky killed herself. Yes, laugh at me if you like XD

I'm on a vacation soon so I don't think I will be able to write anything soon, sorry. You have to stick to this until then =P