My Good Deed

Author's Note:

This is another 'creative' piece that I wrote after reading Bradley's.  I still want comments! 

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I hear voices all the time. People think I'm "crazy", they must be joking. There is one thing for certain, I am not crazy. They just don't understand that I'm special and talented, not like them. No one understands that I am an extraordinary human being and can hear voices and see spirits.

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Oh, I forgot to mention that I can read thoughts. Whenever I am standing by someone, I can tell what they're thinking; the good and the bad. Don't try and fool me, because I can always hear what you really want to say. I keep trying to convince police officers to let me help them so that they can tell when suspects are lying. They don't want my help.

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Every night, I wake up at three in the morning, comb my hair, brush my teeth, eat my breakfast (after I brush my teeth), watch the news, get dressed, then finally I go to work. I work at an insane asylum as a consultant for the nurses and numerous doctors. They appreciate my help with relating to the patients, because I can read minds. For some reason they tell me if I do better, my contract can expire, but since when is losing your job a good thing?

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Each week we get to go for a walk through the grounds, though I work here and I do not see why I need to have a limit. But I follow rules and only go for a walk once each week; my favorite part of my walks is all of the flowers in the gardens by the east wing. They are colorful and enticing to me and I always want to pick them, nevertheless that is against the rules and, as I said, I follow rules.

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One of my friends, David (a patient here for mental retardation and instability), and I were out for a walk last week. During this particular walk, something astonishing happened. There was a black cat running through the grounds. It was unusual because no patients or staff could have pets, no one was allowed to bring them on the grounds, and there was a giant fence surrounding the perimeter preventing any nondomestic animals to break in.

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I did some research in the library the other day and I found that a black cat is an unlucky omen. They are considered evil and supernatural creatures in some cultures. Mysterious.

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I haven’t seen the cat anymore, but I believe that it was a sign. A sign from God maybe? While I currently do not know who the sign is from, or who it is directed toward, I decided it was time to investigate.

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I walked along the fence for my next three walks and kept my eye out for anything suspicious. To my amazement the cat came back on my third walk. My gaze followed it all the way to the secondary building. My feet took me towards Dr. Hewitt’s office and my hands opened the door. The cat meandered his way around the room and settled down in a corner.

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He, or she, didn’t move for a while, when a thought struck me; this cat was Dr. Hewitt! I started to hear more and more voices as I moved closer to the cat. It had to be Dr. Hewitt, perhaps he is an animagus. As fast as I could, I took off for my room to get something. It felt as though I had been running for months when I finally opened the latch to get into my room. I had to tear apart four of my drawers before I finally found it; my knife. The knife had been my uncles when he was in the army, but I found it.

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The cat had moved since I was last in Dr. Hewitt’s office. Instead, Dr. Hewitt was at his desk chair, but there was no cat to be found. I questioned him why there was a cat in here earlier and he acted as thought he had no knowledge that it was in here. As loud as my lungs would permit, I clearly shouted the words “liar!”. That startled the doctor and he nearly fell off his chair. Then, I remembered I had the knife. Once I knew I was at an advantage point, I pulled the shiny metal blade out of the case and pulled it upward. He screamed. I jumped over his desk and plunged the dagger into the doctor as hard as a bull ramming a child. Again, he screamed, but only for a moment as I saw the life drain out of his bewitched body.

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I did a good deed today.