Diary of a crazy Person
Tuesday 5th, February: My doctor gave me this book. It's old and dusty. He said I will have fun writing. This is my first entry. I want to introduce myself. My name is Lawrence. I am told I am special. I am not like most people. My days are normal. If you saw me on the street, I would just be another regular stranger. Mom and dad fight a lot about me, because dad doesn't want me around the house. Mom say's she does, but she is sad when I am around. I don't know why I am special. I am told I am. So I believe the persons that tell me I am. I hope this helps me. My doctor looked concerned when he gave me. So far it is fun. It's like I am talking to you. What did he call you, a journal? I think that was what he said. Wednesday 6th, February: Last night when I went to bed I had an awful dream. I was kneeling on the floor. Around me was dark. I felt my hands were wet. I looked down on them and saw that they were red. I had blood on my hands. I tried to clean it ...