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Everyone knew I was a crazy. Being put in a mental institution at 16, wouldn't lead them to think otherwise.

I didn't mean to do it... Wait. Yes I did.....

You try being sane while being brought up in a funeral home. Being locked in a cold, steal drawer, all because you didn't want to live life like your father made your mother. Once, I was locked in for 2 days and 3 nights, crying and screaming the whole time. I mean, would you want to be laying on a cold table, naked, only a sheet over you, knowing that there are dead humans next door to you? Didn't think so....

2:45 pm
"Mortemina, how are you feeling today?" Dr. Grimé asked me.
"I had another nightmare... On the table, he... I was cut open and he ripped my heart out..." I replied.
" Mortemina, I want to discuss something with you. You are of age and we can't keep you here any longer. Being that you haven't had an "accident" in two years, I think it's time for you to try get on your feet."
I swallow hard before I choose to speak... "Yes ma'am.... Um, when am I leaving?"
" tonight. I have arranged for you, a home and car. It is about 45 minutes from my home. If you need anything, you can call and I will be there."
" what if he comes back.?"
" honey, he is dead. Gone. He can't hurt you."
I just sit there staring at the wall as I contemplate what she has just told me.

DeAd..... That word is meaningless.

Notes

The girl that I feel should portray Mortumina Von Tessa is Kat Von D.