Father
I said goodbye to the asylum just after I turned nineteen. By that time I could sleep without the horrible nightmares and I could actually walk down a hall without being afraid. I was at last able to live a little. And at that little glimpse of the light, the smallest crack of the doors, I ran out and stood in the sun. I smiled a true happy smile for the first time in what seemed like forever. I was happy. Me! Happy! The doctors all called me the most scared child they had ever seen. They were right. I was scared, even before I had met Nny… but Nny had changed my life in that horrible crazy house. I saw how he changed, bit by bit, into a more sane person. I listened in on his dreams as I soon became part of the same sleep study he was involved in. I shared my own. Nothing but nightmares. I didn't want to sleep anymore… just like Nny. We had our own reasons but I felt alike to someone for the first time in my life. I felt I sort of bond to this murderous freak from next door and it gave me a friend… I had never considered that before those days. I felt I would always be alone. I always knew I had those thoughts. I wanted all those people to die. They taunted me and hurt me. But I couldn't hurt anyone, let alone kill them. But it's all behind me now. I can live! I look at myself and an old picture of Nny when he came to the asylum at almost the same age as me. Tall, skinny, dark hair, dark eyes… I looked like him now. I don't know why… Maybe after time you take on the appearance of the others who influence your life the most. Just being around them causes you to change. I don't want to be like my parents who hardly knew I existed. Nny… he was like a father to me. Taught me things, though they involved killing and how society was full of horrible things… I didn't know how to handle it all as a child but now I know what he was saying and I won't make the mistakes he did. I won't kill, but I won't let people walk all over me. Squee became my name because I was scared, but I took a liking to it. Todd is dead… but that's not saying much. He never really existed. Just a name for the insect yet to leave his egg sac. Squee was my birth. And the asylum was were I took my first steps and spoke my first words. I stepped in the sun, looked to my feet were the concrete sea exploded into asphalt and I felt it rush in me again. Fear… I would be alone out there. Nny was still inside… and just like a small child, the child I never truly was, I ran inside to hide behind my 'father.'
Ok, this is VERY short for somethingI would write...this is just a thought thing. I might turn this into a full fanfic with chapters and everything, that might be fun. Tell me what you think please.