Aneta Luboch A Mental Patient’s Handbook “You need to take your meds”, the nurse told him. “I don’t like what they do to me. They make the static stop and everything goes quiet”, Hayden replied. He grabbed his hair in the palms of his hands and made a fist, letting his frustration be visible. They admitted him into the psychiatric hospital just less than a month ago. He was diagnosed with schizoid and hallucinogenic episodes. He started hearing the noises a couple months ago. They were whispers at first, gently scratching against the insides of his brain but they eventually became clearer as if somebody was holding a conversation right in front of him. He could not sleep and his head was like an old radio that never shut off. His eyes had sunk into his skull from lack of sleep to go along with his eyes, discolored mounds of flesh begging for help. One night the voices led him to leave his apartment and wander through town until they finally led him to the scene of rape in progress. The voices had pleaded for his help, leading through a maze all the while telling him which turns to take. He was in an alleyway behind an old apartment complex and had heard the cries of a woman pushed up against the dumpster by a man forcing all his weight up against her. “What are you doing? Get away from her!” he bellowed, “Leave her alone!” The man turned around with a grin on his face and his tongue flicking in and out of his mouth, an imitation of a serpent; a real life devil in front of his eyes. He stared at Pierre and barked back, “Better get out of here or you’ll regret it.” He laughed and a gruesome noise escaped the man’s throat sending chills down Pierre’s spine. He had never seen something such as this man. He was pure evil. Pierre char... ... middle of paper ... ...had been walking around town, found this woman walking all alone, attacked her in the alleyway and then ran off is what the woman recalls. Something still didn’t seem right in the woman’s head but she couldn’t figure out what about the story was bothering her. With the only evidence the police had being a shaky account of what happened that night, a story filled with holes from a woman who still seemed to be suffering from trauma of it all, they had no choice but to drop the charges. They knew the likelihood of him being found guilty in a court law was even less that the likelihood of the existence of demons. Pierre continued hearing the voices and kept having nightmares and clawing at his flesh covering his lungs until he would draw blood. Frustration consumed him. Fear of the unknown was eating him alive. The worst part of it all.. this was only the beginning.
This can be as simple as a man with post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) being reminded of his traumatizing experience by other individuals. Coincidentally, this is what Chief Bromden suffers from within the novel One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Unfortunately, the facility he resides in does not assist him in any way, and how it operates has a resemblance closer to a prison than a hospital. Chief experiences many hallucinations, and, more often than not, they begin with a thick layer of fog which blurs his vision. This fog is usually accompanied by other hallucinations including the sounds of air raid sirens, people around him beginning to look larger, and beliefs that things are what they are not. These situations are always created by those around him, such as Nurse Ratched, promoting the idea that society is what pushes people to have hallucinations. However, some individuals are not mentally ill, and are still subjected to the pressures of society. Thoreau, the believer of the downfall of society, was not a nutcase; he was simply pushed over the edge by his critics. Thoreau was so disgusted, he packed his bags, left town, and lived in the woods with no company (Thoreau ____). The same incident occurred within Poe’s The Raven when the man featured in the story was subjected to listen to the raven until he reached insanity (Poe ___). The only difference was that this man could not escape from his hallucinations like Thoreau could. He was trapped, and societal pressure would torment him for
I didn't want to wake someone next to me with my screams in the middle of the night.” The seventh man, who is in utter pain, has missed out on most of his life. This guilt and self tormenting that the man experiences kept him from living
Throughout the night he has had some crazy experiences. In one short evening, he had been beaten, he hit someone with a time iron, he almost raped a women. And then he find...
...cause of the old man he is taking care of’s eye. One of the old man’s eyes was a pale blue with a film over it. Because of this, he decides to kill the old man to “be free of it”. When he brutally murders the old man, he dismembers his body and puts it under the floorboard. A neighbor heard screams and sent the police over to see what the problem was and the narrator claimed he screamed in his sleep and the old man was out of town. The police believed nothing was wrong, but the narrator’s guilt consumed him, and he told on himself, causing him to be arrested.
Her next story begins the same way as the first. This time she describes the rapist. She makes you believe that all rapists are lonely depressed guys who feel that their last resort in getting ?some? is to rape a female. So being the kind hearted victim that she is she advised him that he got a makeover he wouldn?t have to go around raping everyone.
“I told you, I did nothing.” the man said with gritted teeth. He was starting to get mad, so I called in a security guard to protect me in case he tried to
goes through life, her search to find her identity took many turns. Some for the worse
“I’ma shoot that sonofabitch even if it’s the last thing I do!” Carlson’s loud booming voice was also head.
The monster bit and slashed at him, lapping at his skin. He could feel the acrid breath of the fire falling into his lungs, sinking in and staining them black with
I IDENTIFYING DATA D Data: The inmate is a 32 year old white male serving a 1 year and 4 months sentence for 2 COUNT of BURGLARY/DWELL/OCC CONVEY,GRAND THEFT 300/5000, and GRAND THEFT MOTOR VEHICLE. He entered the Department of Correction on 4/3/17 and his TRD is 7/23/2018. This is inmate’s first Florida prison term.
Most people may think that the only reason why a person may or may not become a mental hospital patient is because of his/her mental state, but this is not necessarily true.
Conner was starting to show his angry side, he had a clenched jaw and tensed muscles.
“You freak!” The main said while swiping at her in a panicked and uncoordinated way.
I didn't waste the readers time because I went straight to the point in the first paragraph by putting the main character in the mental hospital right away. While writing the short story I thought of ways to make sure the reader wouldn't get bored with the story. I also tried to make it very accurate so that while the readers are reading it the readers wouldn't want to read it because it’s inaccurate.
He woke with a start, a police siren blaring past the open window. HIs arm waved blindly in the dark searching for the electric alarm clock placed on a pile of old newspapers and magazines. The neon numbers informed his groggy eyes and pounding head that it was 04:30 a.m. His mouth felt like sandpaper and tasted like vomit. He gave a quiet groan, pushed his hands into a dark tangled mess of hair, as though trying to make his head cave in, and maneuvered off the bare mattress onto the floor.