AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th

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     Kinda like what I m doing right   
now, but after five years of looking   
for the perfect first paragraph, I got 
this dictating program, and the way    
this one started is better than per-   
fect.                                  
     Beth was perfect. She loves taking
the opposite side of most of my argu-  
ments, and she s good at it too.       
     I m not even gonna change the way 
it looks either.                       
     Ok, enough about that.            
     The bottom line, the brutally hon-
est truth, is that I m not a good per- 
son, and you ll understand why in a few
minutes, if you get that far.          
     You already know most of this     
Beth, but Dr. Zinger doesn t know about
Scratches, and it s about time you did.
     I’m not gonna make excuses or     
blame this on anyone else. I did       
something so fucking horrible, that... 
shit, I wouldn’t blame you, if after   
reading about it, you did decide to    
drop me as a patient.                  
    My only defense is that I thought  
I was hovering a few inches over       
everything and watching myself do my   
evil act.                              
     You already know that I’ve got an 
almost unbelievably vivid imagination, 
and I loved watching my fantasies when 
I was a kid, but this time, all the    
rules totally disappeared.             
     I was in freefall and didn’t know 
it.                                    
     It all started when I saw a car   
crash on TV, and because that had also 
happened to my parents, I went into    
such a rage that my fantasy world took 
over completely, and I watched myself  
do the unthinkable.                    
     When I finally realized too late  
that I wasn’t watching a video, I      
began to hate my fantasy world with    
such an intense passion that I wanted  
to burn my hands to cinders on a red-  
hot stove. I never wanted to do what   
I did ever again.                      
     I even got up to turn on the      
stove, but before I could get off the  
couch, I was hit with such an over-    
whelming feeling of guilt, that every- 
thing turned into what I call the      
Darkness. All I could see, even when I 
closed my eyes, was my fantasy world   
playing over and over again what I’d   
done, and I didn’t know how to stop    
it.                                    
     I fell to the floor and cried for 
three days.                            
     The only thing that stopped that  
fucking video was knocking myself out, 
and I know that none of this is even   
close to the beginning of any kind of  



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CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th
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