Run.
The word repeated in my head.I wanted to run.I wanted,to leave.I didn't want to be here,I don't belong.It was all a mistake.But no one would believe me.Not even my own parents.Which is why I couldn't do anything.
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It all began a few years ago.I was in my room,my dad was out at work,as usual,and my mom was asleep in her room.
I got into bed,and turned off my light,leaving only my night light on.It was almost completely dark,but I wasn't scared.I wasn't alone either.I had company,I always did.My mom didn't understand,but that was fine.
My dad was rarely here,so he didn't seem to care or notice.Even if he did,he probably still wouldn't have cared.I was young when it happened,but still,I had to accept the fact.I wasn't normal.I wasn't like the rest.I was different.Crazy,my mom would say.Daily.
That's how I ended up here.The worst place.This is my new 'home'.
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Paranoia|| L.S
FanfictionWhen Harry Styles,a mental patient at St. Louis Mental Institute,begins to fall for one of his 'doctors',Louis Tomlinson,that only makes things worst.
