Mental Asylum-Personal Narrative

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I stare out the window as we drive past the many trees. I hate the trees. There blocking my view from the sky. I wish I could see the sky, it's the only thing that can make me feel sane. It's the only thing that can make me feel like a normal human.

Normal is all I want in life. If I was normal I wouldn’t have to be leaving my family right now. I wouldn't have to leave Ashley, my seven-year-old brother, or Dani, my twelve-year-old sister. I wouldn’t have to go to this dang Mental Asylum.

Screw that place I don't want to leave my family. Screw schizophrenia for making me more difficult to take care of. Screw the voices that I hear every day. Screw everything and everyone in my crappy life. I just want to go home, it's the only safe place

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