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    dots Submission Name: Asylum Boy, Entry 17dots
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    Author: Darkess
    ASL Info:    12/Female/Canada
    Elite Ratio:    3.37 - 30/93/39
    Words: 953
    Class/Type: Story/Longing
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       I decided to quit school until... Tomorrow morning, tie my door shut with a yellow skipping rope, and start writing. Again, as instructed. :)

    I swear I lost all ability to write after my computer froze and I lost what could've been Entry 17. But I'm back, I hope. :P

    This chapter is just over two pages long. Go me.


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    dotsAsylum Boy, Entry 17dots
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         I'm too tired.

         ...

         Is there such a thing as normality? No? Oh, you're so wrong. I'm completely normal here.

         ...

         I must say, I think... Um. I think I've been thinking too much. Yep. Diary, how do they know? How do they know I'm 'insane'? Is it really that bad, that they all must treat me like a child and act like I'm stupid? Are there levels or something? Were they wrong? Are they wrong?

         I'm sure there's someone, millions of people out there who are worse off than me, but they're not stuck here. Am I lucky to have such shelter from a world that would probably hurt me more than these... People... Doctors... Ever could?

         ...

         Lucianna and I 'explored' today.

         She wasn't allowed to leave her room before breakfast, so I waited for her outside.

         Seio wasn't there. Maybe he just comes when I need him to. Interesting idea...

         Facing the wall, with my hands up, leaning forward and resting my forehead on my lower arm... This would get the weirdest reactions.

         You may think I'm easily amused.

         Either way... What happened? People walked by. Someone tapped me on the shoulder. Someone else pulled my hair. I turned around and pulled her hair too. Lots of people did... Really random things.

         One boy, who looked to be about... Fourteen, I guess, came up to me and asked me if I was playing hide and seek. I told him yes. He ran off to hide.

         I also found out today that the doctors here are all too jumpy.

         There was this group of them walking by... And I wanted to surprise them (insert evil grin here). So I turned around really quickly and yelled 'Boo!'. And one of them stumbled backwards and hit another guy... Who fell over.

         I think I should've apologized. Yeah, right.

         ...

         When Lucianna finally came to meet me, I told her about the boy who'd asked if I was playing hide and seek. She smiled and nodded in what looked like a thoughtful way, then glanced around as if to make sure no one was watching... And told me we needed to find the boy. Apparently it'd give me a chance to show her around.

         It isn't easy to find someone in an asylum.

         Along the way I told her about the doctors. She laughed. I had to tell her I didn't really know my way around when she asked if we'd turn left or right in a corridor to get to the theater hall.

         ”What theater hall?” (I swear, I didn't even know we had one.)

         ”You know, the one with the big long curtains and the plays and music and stuff...”

         ”...”

         ”Oh, come on, Dove.”

         ”I haven't really gotten the chance to look around much myself...”

         ”You're joking, right?”

         ”No, really. They only started letting me out of my room... Less than three months ago. I don't know, I don't keep track.”

         At this point we stopped walking.

         ”...You're how old?”

         ”Seventeen. I think. I'll have to ask Chance when my birthday is.”

         ”She was right. You really are interesting.” And with that, she looped her arm through mine and we continued walking, as if she could do whatever she wanted at that moment.

         It might've looked weird if she wasn't so tall and I wasn't... Kind of short. More like under-developed.

         I swear it took forever to find that boy. We were sort of giving up and just checking through what could've been a dining hall, but since no one ever eats out of their rooms... Anyway. There are windows there. It's rather nice, even though they're rather small and there are only a few.

         Lucianna said she heard a tapping noise. We couldn't figure out what it was, until she rushed to the window and looked outside with an expression of pure joy on her face.

         ”Rain!”

         I'd never seen her run before, but apparently she can run really fast. She sprinted down the hall, expecting me to follow, I suppose, and she ended up in the garden.

         The sky was grey, the clouds were grey, and there were little droplets of water falling from them. It looked... Really odd.

         I stepped outside with her and immediately wished I hadn't. The droplets were cold. I always imagined rain to be warm.

         The boy was there, in the garden, hidden beneath a bench and shivering slightly. “It took you long enough,” he sniffed, and stood, walking past us and grinning.

         I went inside after that, but Lucianna insisted on staying out in the rain. I let her, because I was cold and tired and wanted to sleep. Walking around is defiantely not something I'm good at, stupid as it sounds.

         When I got back, Chance was waiting for me. She fussed over me and insisted on brushing out my hair because it was wet and told me I needed to change my clothes. I refused. My clothes smelled like the garden, and it'd be nice to sleep like that. Before she left, she gave me a blanket, and told me that, apparently, the doctor who I'd scared into falling over had sprained his wrist.

         I won't let them take the blanket away from me. Not even when I wake up tomorrow morning and someone finds out and comes up with some excuse, saying it'll be a hazard or something.

         I can smile now.




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      Hahahh! I have officially read the entire series up to this point! ...Now what do I do in the forty-five minutes before my presentation? Ah, I'll just wing it.

    I'd add you to my Stalk! list if I had room; maybe if Ki stays missing for a few months I'll clear the bank out. Hear me when I say no other writer on this site has had me go straight through their entire series writings and comment every time with as much enthusiasm as I have here. I wish my fiction flowed like this; my characters always become hollow after a while, you know?

    Speaking of frozen computers, I sympathize. I had all my writing (not backed up) saved on an old HP Pavilion with Windows ME. Its processor died one morning. Now I turn it on and the power light starts, I can hear the fan, but nothing else happens. I'm just so bloody lucky that it resurrected itself long enough to print...

    Well, I'm out. I have to go talk to a man about graduating from this junk heap we call an educational system.

    --crimson echo
    | Posted on 2007-04-25 00:00:00 | by crimson echo | [ Reply to This ]
      Good job, I really am getting into this. I haven't been on in a while and when I did come on, I posted a bit and half way through I remember. I quickly finished and came to read the 17th entry. I was happy it was there. ^-^; I love reading about Dove. I have also noticed more people are slipping into reading Asylum Boy. How exciting. Haha, Keep writing. I'll be waiting.

    Does that sound creepy?
    | Posted on 2007-04-08 00:00:00 | by EbonyBlood | [ Reply to This ]
      yay! i DO NOT know why it took me so long to read entry sixteen and seventeen but thank god i finally did! im surprised no ones said "AWWW! Dove has a CRUSH!"

    i compliment you for two reasons:

    1) awesome and long!

    2) you really are improving in your writing through actions, here you gave a more third point of view

    LOVE and PEACE
    keep writing!
    | Posted on 2007-04-03 00:00:00 | by thehappyfaery | [ Reply to This ]
      very cool now i have to go back and start reading the rest of them.. it kind of reminded me of the style they used in 'CUT' not the content or anything (well that i know of) but that kind of lost and sympathetic feel. it' seems really good. do you know were it's going yet? that's where i allways get lost. in the direction. but like i said i like it and i'll deffinatly have to go back and read the rest.

    ~shadow
    | Posted on 2007-03-31 00:00:00 | by in shadow | [ Reply to This ]


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