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“Here are you’re pills. You know the drill. Take them and open up.” The nurse said. “Good. I’m glad you got over last weeks little tantrums. Don’t let it happen again.” “Next” The nurse called.

“How the fuck did I end up here.” The Patent thought.

“Last year around this time I would be with her. How did It go wrong. What did I do to get to where I am? He was thinking out loud again. “People are looking at me.” He thought. “ I wonder what there thinking. I’m suppose to be “schizophrenic” so I guess this is normal for my “type” of people. So they shouldn’t be looking at me. I wonder if they will ever stop?” He thought. To him self.

“If I could read minds, would there be two voices talking in some of there heads? I wonder If someone could read my thoughts, if they would hear more than one me. That’s the way to tell if I’m crazy or not! All I need is someone to read my mind and… Oh, right. People are not capable of reading others wonderers thoughts.” He thought, and soon a sad expression came on his face. “I guess it makes me crazy just to think about it. I wonder how I think.” “If it’s really me thinking, or her.” He debated with him self.

“I wonder who I talk to when I think. Maybe God is the one who talks to me. He’s trying to tell me something no one else can know. They will probably tell everyone. God knows I can keep a secret.” He thought smirking. “It can’t be god though. He never answers back when I wont. He says I’m trying to command him. What’s wrong with that? I’m my body. The way I see it you’re just a guest. I make the rules. I’m the power” He said out loud. Now everyone was looking. He didn’t care though.

“You’re weird.” Someone came up and said to him.

“Why do you talk like that? Who are you talking to? God doesn’t live here. Duh” The small man stated. “What’s your name?” The small man asked. “My name is x. My name is also Journey.”

“If you want to talk to me. Say, X come out to play.” I will be the one to speak. “But if you only talk to me Journey will talk.

“Just telling’ you, once you get him talking there is no shutting him up.” Said X. Maybe it was Journey. Since He didn’t ask X to play. “What is your name?” X or Journey said. “My name is reed!”

Said the short man. “So, what are you in here for?” Reed asked. Like it was some crime to be mentally instable. “My mommy put me here. She said I would like it more. I don’t though.” X or Journey said.

“X COME OUT TO PLAY” Said a voice from behind. It was Robby. “Don’t talk to me Robby. I don’t like you’re kind.

Robby was from the other half of the building. He always wanted to talk to X. It made Journey so sad that one day he tried to kill him self. “What do you want Robby?” X stated.

“ I just wanted to talk that’s all. Be friends.”

“NO YOU JUST WANT TO TAKE ME BACK!”

“No I don’t. You have it all wrong. I want to play a game.

You would like it if you played.” Robby said. With a smirk widening across his face.” “ I don’t want to play your games.

I told you that last time.” X said. Knowing what he would have to do. “Fine. But next time when you want to play, I wont talk to you.” Robby said. Knowing he would come back. Just like always.

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