September 11th, 1981
"You have been sentenced to 10 years in a psych ward facility until doctors prove that you are well enough to be released in society." The judges words struck me like a like a dagger into my head. I hadn't been feeling well at all the whole day and each word said was making me even more ill. I should be happy. I'm off the hook. I don't have sit and wallow in jail for the rest of my life. But for the next 10 years I would be staying in one of the most infamous hospitals, the Brookhaven hospital. No one believes me that's what's killing me inside the most. Only I know the truth and they are all in denial. So I figured, let them be in denial. Let them think they are living in a world where there is no darkness only or sorrow. Only dreams without nightmares. But I've been having nightmares for a long time now; something haunting me in my sleep so much so that I wouldn't dare to sleep again. Fear is what caused me to kill that young girl…fear is what haunts me. As I walk down the courtroom halls I could only think and hope that where I was going was not as dark.
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