Sta.sh
Ch.2: paperwork…
Date of admission: October, 31
name: Zim
age: 16
sex: male
single/ married/ widow
form of insanity: schizophrenia
occupation: habits of life
if suicidal: YES/ no
has attempted suicide by: drowning and cutting wrist (how original)
if dangerous to other: YES/no
sighs of mental disorder: -has attacked his/her guardian
-raving by destroying property
- paid maid of guarding for destroying personal property
- has walked the streets of NY in inappropriate clothing (he he)
I answered the last questions and handed her the paper, laying down the pencil on her desk. She took the paper and looked it over, looking strange at me when she was done reading. "ok my child it appears you find it funny to run around in a Lolita dress, without anything under neat it except boots." She asked me, looking like she saw a chocolate bar with legs. "especially in the winter and on very cold days." I added confessing. She looked me over and looked strange at me, again, though I was now dressed in my invader uniform. "well, I can tell you that doing something like that is not very smart." She told me very skeptical on my manner of dressing. "maybe, but every action has a reaction." Is said back, whether she liked it or not. Her look hardened as she kept looking my way, if eyes could shoot lasers I'd be dead. "my child, you can go now." She said opening the door for me. I stood up and walked back to the guards. "bring him to cell W014." She said to the guard before closing the door. The guards whispered to each other, all what I understood was 'poor child' and 'let's hope he survives the beast of the asylum'. I don't know what to expect in cell W014 but I think I have to be prepared for the worst. I swallowed as they took me to the upper floor of the asylum. W012, W013, W014, here it is. Screaming can be heard from inside, the screaming of a suffering soul. The guards opened the door and pushed me in, then locked it again and leaved. I was now alone with whoever was here with me, no escape, I had to face the beast of the asylum.
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sweet zimmy-zim, atleast wear cute stockings when in a lolita dress X3
zim: i wear what i want <<
but zim, IT will turn into iceblocks XD
(mn broer het da ooit gezegd en da stond op video XDDD)
zim: ice?? ooh i like the cold :3