"Ace! Ace! Get back here!"
My mind is cleared. Just..don't lash out Ace..that would end badly. Breathe. There there. Calm. Eyes closed. Avoiding objects simply by feeling of touch and small glimpses. Don't talk, run. I don't want to get into any more trouble than what I am already in. They'll give up on their chase soon. I'll make it out this time. I know it.
"Ace! Goddamnit, Ace come back!"
He loaded a gun..great. Amazing. Just...hide behind a tree. How did I get here..why did I get here..when did I get here..no thinking. Just breathing, running, and hiding.
I stood up. Ran. Ran fast. Ran far. Didn't look back. Only moving my legs my mind was both clear and full of thought..if that makes sense. I am completely aware of the fact you are reading this right now. How does it feel to read my mind. Yeah..I'm breaking the fourth wall but I promise it won't happen too much. I should've introduced myself. My name is Ace. Well..I don't really know that. The people at the asylum gave me medicine. It wiped lots of my memory. They say it was to help me and control how many times I "went crazy" let me tell you, it didn't do anything. I'm not saying I "go crazy" a lot. It's really the opposite. But anyways..I named myself Ace. People don't respect it. They still call me monster, lunatic, psychopath, maniac, and much, much more. They might call me that. But I think I'm not a monster, I believe Im just special.I have a mental illness like many other people. It's ASPD (Antisocial personality disorder) also known as psychopathy. Which is the illness that "creates psychopaths." They don't live my life, they don't understand me. I can't control when I lash out or snap. It's a mental illness and I should be treated with respect like many others do. But no! They put me in a room like a prison cell and treat me like a criminal! I haven't killed anyone. No one.
Again, I'm not a monster or lunatic..or maniac or psychopath. I'm a human being. Like any other. I just have a mental illness that's all. And what does that make me..not a psychopath..it makes me
Special.
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Short chapter but hope you liked it! :)
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A Twisted World
Mystery / ThrillerAce is a 17 year old who suffers from psychopathy. He was diagnosed at just the age of 12. He was sent to a mental asylum which he later escaped. This story is mostly narrated from the point of view of Ace.
