Mental Patient

It was my first day with Harry as a patient. it was 8 o clock and i took one last look at my outift. did it really say "i'm here to help you sort out your problems" ? oh well. i hopped in my jeep and drove to the mental institution. Homeschapel is a nice place but it always rained and was cloudy. i nervously pushed the door open as i was greeted by a tall middle-aged woman
"hello miss Evans im Carol welcome to Homeschapels institution for the mentally insane". even the name gave me chills.
i was soon left to find my way to the patients corridor. it must be really lonely to live here and not see the outside world.
102, no 103, not it 104! bingo. here goes nothing, i lightly knocked on the door. no answer. i crept in to find no one there. Mr Styles must be taking a shower. on his walls were posters of my favorite bands like The Beatles, The Kinks , The Rollingstones and Guns 'n Roses. i admired the picture of a gorgeous curly haired and green eyed boy with a gorgeous woman and man. "that must be his parents" i thought out loud. i lost track of my thoughts looking at all his pictures.
"what are you doing in my room" a husky voice questioned.
"uh im sorry im your new nurse , summer , i was just w-"
"listen here i didnt ask for your life story i asked for the reason you were snooping through my stuff' he grunted.
"okay then Harold"
"listen here, only my mother calls me harold and since shes fucking dead , i guess my names harry" harry yelled as his face was a mili-meter away from mine.


an hour had passed and i had made no progress. all he did was sit and talk to the picture of his parents as if they were still alive.
"uh harry" i mumbled
"yes" he said looking up.
"i sometimes talk to my mother"
"are you just trying to rub the fact that shes alive in my fucking face" he spat.
"my mother died three years ago from insanity" i said looking down.
"oh" he whispered "Im sorry i had no-"
"its okay you didnt know"
"what about your dad" he asked with concern.
"my dad is in jail from abuse. after my mum died he used to punch and kick me and also rape me nearly every night. he broke my pelvis once."
"oh im sorry for the way I have acted towards you" he can be sweet i guess.
"so did you really murder the past three nurses." i asked with a worried tone in my voice.
"uh yeah, im a monster. i just have these weird rushes of anger inside of me that just burst. i have gone insane i know. i mean i talk to a fucking photo 24 hours a day."
"thats not insanity" "i used to go to my mums grave every day and spend hours talking to her, i guess i felt like she was still with me."
"were not that different you know Summer, just i've gone mad, im terribly bi-polar and can snap at any second. no matter how close we get i can still feel like killing you"
"thats why I am here harry. I'm here to help you through this"


me and harry just talked about our parents for the rest of the day until it was time for me to go home.
"bye harry" i said closing the door.
"goodbye summer" he replied.

Notes

hey guys so howd you like this chapter. im trying to work on the length of my chapters. is this a good length??

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