Earlier sunsets consist of later dawns

Earlier sunsets consist of later dawns

This is a psychological story full of thoughts and experiences from a sexually confused man who suffers from schizophrenia inside a mental hospital. Includes homosexuality and deep subjects that could trigger thoughts / actions.

published on April 03, 2016not completed

Don't Try

Don't Try It wasn't all peach fuzzy after I met Gerard , in fact, it was crap.

*right after meeting Gerard *


Gerard walked with me out of the cafeteria into library,  it was time for us mental people to get some free time off schedule.

We both sat down on the sofa in the library. Silence lingered for 2 minutes and 3 seconds..(I was counting, I have to keep track off my time).

I don't talk to many people so this is a major milestone for me, I was going to be found.

Gerard broke the soundless air , "how did you get here?"

My eyes filled with tears and I looked into his eyes then looked down and whispered,"I-I don't belong here..." I jumped up and ran out of the room, not daring to look back.

I ran into mrs. Leanne in the hallway and tried to escape her firm grasp on my shoulder.

I gave up and cried.

It has been 2 years since I cried.

It's going to find me now.

Mrs.leanne took my hand and walked me to her office, the same one mrs. Elizabeth died in. I could still see the red and the dark aroma.

Mrs. Leanne sat me down in the chair across from her desk then sat at her desk and crossed her legs.

She sighed, "Honey, what happened, speak to me, you never do... It my job to help you..."

I stopped crying and turned away.

She stood up and kneeled down next to my chair, " please, Frank"

I looked into her eyes and took a deep breath in then it out 3 seconds later

"It's coming for me." I stated

mrs.leanne nodded, "who's 'It' ?", she asked.

"It wants to take m-my body and demolish my soul and use my corpse to destroy everything..." I spaced my words out, I don't want her to think I'm crazy.

She nodded again,
HOW IS SHE CALM?
"What does 'it' look like?"

"Man, black hair, tall, thin, red eyes..." I described all the details, being sure not to miss anything...

"My Name is not it" a dark voice rasped.

I looked to mrs. Leanne in fear , getting a worried look.

I then tooled to where mrs. Leanne's desk is and saw it.

My heart began pounding against my chest

Mrs. Leanne shook my shoulder
"Frank?"

I stared at it.

"I'm not it, I have a name. I'm Echo..."

"What's wrong?!" I could barely hear mrs. Leanne...

It...or...Echo was walking towards me, I can't move...

This is it.

"Frank?!" Mrs. Leanne was shaking me but I couldn't feel it, just echo's grasp around my throat and a shooting pain in my head.

Everything went black

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I wish they could still finish this
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on November 30, 2017
DAMN IT, YOURE A BEAUTIFUL WRITER.
I want your writing skills XD
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on May 24, 2016