Story of a Mad-Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A man named Yone has had many problems before in his life, one of them being an only child and having a messed up family.

Submitted: November 29, 2010

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He laid on the bed, chained up...

\"The doctors said I was asleep for nearly two years. In a bad comma.\"

He opened his eyes...

\"Today I wake up... and tell my story\".

\"In my dream, I was someone else... my name was Yone. It was raining... I loved to smoke... I stood ontop of a building spying on my girlfriend, as usual...\"

And something stroke Yone for more than a minute...

\"I saw my girlfriend kiss another man.\"

That night Yone went home alone, walking in the rain...

His cigarette hadnt messed up, he was still smoking.

\"I should go home and think about things for a minute...\" Yone told himself, with a facepalm...

When Yone got home, he had a great idea... a plan...

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But soon, he started to hallucinate, see things. Very bad things.

A police officer entered his property, he had the craziest face, not a face... a skull.....

People started to blame Yone for things he hadn't done..

\"You killed Kella's boyfriend. We saw the traces everywhere....\"

The police officer had a crazy long tongue and spit saliva whenever he spoke. Yone stood, stricken staring at those empty eyes...

(Day 12... dear journal, this has been a bad week... Today is my 5th day in prison, my stomach made noises tonight I had never heard, and my tongue is so dry I feel it might crack. The cell smells bad, and the toilet is disgusting.)

Yone stood up, stopped writting on a piece of toilet paper, and placed his hands on the cell's bars... They were wide open, and he knew he could get out. But something dragged him inside the cell, even deeper....

A woman with a hood and bony face spoke, \"Yone, honey, are you putting some pants on anytime soon?\"

Yone was bottom-less.

\"In a second, honey... I'm just waiting for the sun to quietly go down..\"

And as Yone said... the sun did go down...

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Several years passed by, and Yone had grown a full beard and longer hair, he had countless scars and stiches on his wrists, a broken chain attached to his leg.

He took a puff from his cigarette, laying on his bed, and quietly, slowly dropping the ashes on a skelleton-type creature under his bed, which was probably part of his hallucination.

The creature's tongue slid from his mouth and stretched out to get the ashes... the word ashtray laid perfect on his forhead. \"Give me some more ashes, Yone.\", it said...

(Day 540, dear journal, today is the day I might get released..... but....

Not really..................)

The man laying on the bed lay restless on the bed....

\"The truth is, I like to pretend it was all a dream... My name is Yone, I lay restless on this bed, I've been this way for 30 years. I had savagely murdered my girlfriend's new boyfriend....

She dumped me for walking with her in the street with no pants on.

I shall pretend it was all a dream.. and rest.... atlast......\"

The end.


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