Paranoia

It’s about a man with paranoia, and he has to leave his town, but he finds something lurking deep inside himself.
Paranoia
His apartment was dirty; with stains on the floor some blood stains which happened when he hit the floor when someone knocked on the door. He had not left his house for a week and it was showing. He had also not showered in a week for fear of someone watching him take a shower, which I don’t know why someone would. He was a man in his late 20’s shaggy hair and a different face; he was not your average looking man which may account for his being paranoid. He was made fun of a lot as a child, from being called retard and fag, and people excluding him from all the clicks in his school. Then when he was 17 even with his paranoia, he ran away. He was fed up with everyone making fun of him; even his own father called him retard on a regular basis.

-There it is again, what is that-oh my god! I hate this house its out to kill me-.he has to go to work today, he finally ran out of money, so he is going to his work at the kitchen. He hated his job, and especially the people that worked there. They all made fun of him because he was afraid of everything.

He slowly worked his way outside of his apartment. When he got to his apartment door he heard arguing he knew it was his neighbor Kayla and her new boyfriend. – Hey man, never talk to this chick, she is a crazy bitch- Kayla’s boyfriend said. He was a scrawny little man, with bright blonde hair and his blonde goatee. He just kept walking and ignored the man, then he heard a loud bang, and a vase broke right in front of him. He crashed to the ground hard enough to make himself scream in pain, he had landed on a small piece of glass and it had cut deep into his wrist.

Kayla screamed, she knew what she had done – oh my god, are you ok Eddie- Eddie, that was his name. After weeks of being paranoid he hadn’t talked to anyone and had forgotten his name until now. – ARE YOU OK!!!!- Screamed Kayla again, - y…yes I….I am ……I am fine. - He stuttered slowly. – Haha you fucking retard- screamed Kayla’s screwy boyfriend. – I will give you something to yell about, the both of you!!!-. Kayla stood up, hit him in the arm, and he back handed her. She fell to the ground along side Eddie. – HAHA….. Hahahaha. You guys are just a bunch of little douches aren’t you, can’t stand up for yourself-. He walked over to the window, and looked out of it. – Kayla- he said – I know that there are way better whores out there than you, and I’m bored with you- Kayla started to cry, she looked down and closed her eyes trying not cry.

Eddie stood up and despite all of his phobias and fears of death and even paranoia was so mad with Kayla’s boyfriend that he ran over to him and pushed, but he forgot about the window, and he pushed a bit too hard. Her boyfriend broke through the window and fell 5 stories to the street below. – OH MY GOD EDDIE!!!- Kayla said- WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT-. Eddie didn’t even realize what he had done till it was all over. He ran out to the road trying to get away, run away. When he got down to street level, he walked up to the crowd and saw the body of her boyfriend was laying out, the man had not landed on his legs of back, but right on his head, his head was completely crushed in. brain showing, and blood splattered. You could see parts of his skull, most people think that bones isn’t white, but when he saw the true color of the skull it was snow white.

He thought he had to run. So he decided to find a place to stay, but he didn’t know where and with all of his fear, he knew it was going to be hard to find. So he went back up to his apartment moving fast knowing that the police would be there shortly, and grabbed what clothes he could fit in his bag. Then set out to find a place to stay for a while. As he turned the corner on the street he saw the police coming around the next corner, and that gave him adrenalin and he started to move down the street. Which in his hurry he didn’t see that Kayla was following him with her bag full of clothes as well.

BEBO
This is my bebo paranoia page.
   By Blake Rude
Published: 8/4/2007
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