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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     One of my teachers even mentioned 
you a couple times, like you guys were 
talking about me, but you wouldn’t give
me any of the details.                 
     “Not yet, anyway,” you explained. 
“I want to read your Journal first.”   
     I just hope, that when you do, I’m
still your patient.                    
     Anyway, besides Psych 101, I took 
a couple writing classes, a computer   
class, and also one on typing. They    
helped a lot, especially the computer  
one, but then, I ran across a whole    
different kind of a problem.           
     I don’t know why, but typing some-
thing down into a computer seemed so,  
so... permanent, like everyone would be
reading and criticizing every single   
word I used, forever and ever.         
     All that just overwhelmed the fuck
out of me, and I couldn’t figure out   
the right first word. I finally decided
that, “Today, I,” was kind of ok, but  
then all I did after that was ramble on
and on about stupid shit.              
     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 some- 
thing so fucking horrible, that...     
shit, I wouldn’t blame you, if after   
reading about it, you did decide to    
drop me as a patient.                  
     It changes people, and I’m worried
that it’ll also change you. I’ve lost  
so many friends because of it...       
     Anyway, like I told you before, I 
have an eidetic memory, or as everyone 
else likes to call it, a photographic  
memory.                                



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CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th
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