Leaving (Breaking Out of) the mental hospital

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I had to leave. This place was just not for me. I am only 13 years old and I have so much to see in my life. I decided to break out and started thinking of a plan. Days past and I had finally thought of one. To open the door and walk to the entrance. This was what I did and the plan had failed. I tried being casual but I kept saying hello to all the nurses and they knew that I had the disease. They called security but I managed to run outside straight to the parking lot. There, I saw a car. But it was locked. So I went to another car, but that was also locked. Then, I saw an innocent old lady and entering her car, so I ran to her and bashed her up taking the car keys and her wallet. She ran so fast and went in front of me hoping that I would stop but the car ran over her and when I looked behind, her head was flat. She was dead. I kept driving on the radio and turned on some music. All stations talked about the escape of a person with hello syndrome and that he could be deadly. I was scared so I stopped at Mac Donald's and ordered a Happy Meal with a toy saying hello. I did not feel alone any more when suddenly police officers entered through the windows of the store and a chill ran down my spine.

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