Insane Asylums Stories Novels & Stories

She’s dumber than I thought. Love makes people do crazy things — that much I know. But this? This is madness with sprinkles. Stealing condoms … okay, not that … but faking DNA tests, drugging, raping, killing fetuses, plotting with murderers, shooting friends. Someone should hand these people a referral card to a psychiatrist’s office and lock the door behind them. “You clearly cracked your biscuit somewhere,” Lee sighs, his sarcasm wrapped in sing-song sweetness. Somehow, he makes crazy sound cute.

He stared at the now-empty infirmary room, tears falling silently down his face. If it were before, I would’ve rushed to the infirmary upon hearing he was sick, bringing him homemade soup, caring for him without complaint. But now, everything had changed. I had already seen the explicit videos of him and Elsa. He couldn’t bear to imagine what I felt when I saw my mate on top of another she-wolf with my own eyes. Shock. Doubt. Pain. Numbness… Ethan had only wanted to keep it hidden—to feed his craving for excitement.

Others seemed relatively normal, except they kept insisting that Warren Buffett had stolen their brain… I muttered to myself, “Is there even a single normal person in here?” While the nurse was handing out the medication, I seized the moment, rushed forward, grabbed her arm, and asked, “You’ve got the wrong person, right? I’m not sick. Why did you bring me here?” Unexpectedly, the other patients started copying me. They surged forward in a mob. “Yeah! We’re not crazy either! The crazy one is the world!” The nurse frowned, then pulled out a stun baton from behind her back.

Then Samantha came and joined the celebration. *** Janine was staring at nowhere at twelve midnight. She looks at the camera that has been monitoring her. No one was raping her, but she still feel that someone is entering her and fucking her. And every time that she closed her eyes—she could still see those bulky men in her mind. She could see those gays that have big breasts like a woman. For days that they transfer in this crazy facility. Everyone around are crazy. And she's also losing her insanity as time passes.

“The doctor's reports are here, and even his files from his time in the asylum. Everything is in here.” Alora rushed to pull the documents from his grip, and that's when the murmurs started. “So it's true?,” someone let out with the click of their tongue. “Is her husband really a lunatic?” “I'm not even surprised.” Someone else whispered again. “she's a psycho, I guess now we can trace whom she got her madness from.” “I don't think it's true.” Someone else called out. “he's a gentleman and there's no way that's possible. I don't….”

Silas followed us and kept contact with one of his men who traced Kay. The room were in stages. Some men in a room where yelling loudly so as to be safe while some were laid on stretchers. Some others had gotten addicted to the drug so they sat like morons, biting their nails or chewing their hair. "How could you do such a thing to a fellow human being like you? Not just like you but someone you could give birth to," I said then went to unlock the door where the sane men were kept. They all bowed down to me when I showed up. They were fidgeting and at the sight of the woman scientist, they cowered.

Although Matilda had gone to Bellenuite Group, Chad had heard that she had arranged for Celine and John to be in a special intensive care ward. "What happened to them?" Chad asked. Frustrated by Chad's questioning, Matilda retorted, "Don't you have a phone? There's been an outbreak of a contagious mental illness at Bloomington Psychiatric Hospital." Chad's initial reaction was disbelief. How could mental illness spread like an infection? If it were true, it could only be due to a mass hypnotic event occurring in the psychiatric hospital. Such events could sometimes happen in ancient military camps. They could cause many people to collapse and quickly destroy an entire army.

neither had she seen bucharest so durty before, or known what life Adulf cain lived with his parents, or knew that hammerstien was married once first to damaris---although all true, this was from damaris telling her, and not some wierd dream, that she found her self interacting with, to contracdict, sweet precious reality. doctor montoya was fazed out. everyone, charles roach, H, bucharest all came to gather what was slowly becoming a crazy human just like the priest, only that it was just the once famous therapist who lost her two patients to suicide , and not some unknown parrasite illness that she claimed all the time in her dillusions. montoya heard H whispering to philbert "Obsessive-co

They seemed fascinated. “He went after the girl. Cops busted in right when he was about to kill her,” the girl finished. “So, she survived. What happened to her?” I asked. “She went crazy,” the boy answered, “No one ever speaks about her, but after that night, being a witness to two murders, they say she went insane. She snapped and was hauled off to some insane asylum.” I stared. “Wow, that’s some story.” “That’s not even the worst of it,” the boy continued. “Not only will no one live there because of the murders, but because it is haunted.”

There had been a lot of debate over if she was insane (therefore should not be in prison) or making it all up to appear insane, be it for attention or to be removed from said prison. Very few details were given about her actual story, however, as soon as it was ruled, she was fit to stand trial, the stories dried up. She was just another messed-up kid, probably (some guessed) the product of that awful music or those terrible video games and movies. The world moved on. Byron didn't. He wanted to know her full story and wasn't content with excuses like, “bizarre” or “occult-related.” He wanted to tell Janice Rosse's story and tell it without judgment. Crazy or evil, she deserved to have her st