Sweat and tears

Morgue at Willard Asylum for the Chronically Insane

Source: adwheelerphotography.com From usatoday.com: Willard Asylum for the Chronic Insane was built in 1869 and closed in 1995.

She had died screaming.

The orderlies went into the common room and walked over to where she was, sat in front of the TV watching cartoons.

Her eyes glazed over and became empty, the corners of her mouth turned down as if pulled by strings before her lips parted and she sat there, slack-jawed like a fish.  Then she began; a soft high pitched wail that gradually became louder and rougher, transforming into a rasping bellow while she pounded her fists upon her thighs.

“Nooo!  Nooooo!” she screamed, tears rolling down her cheeks as she shook her head violently from side to side.  “You can’t make me, I won’t go!  No!  Get offa me you beasts!  You animals!  Let me go you monsters…!”

They didn’t listen to her, they never listened to anybody; their eyes were cold and lifeless as they hauled her from her favourite chair and dragged her shrieking and struggling down the hallway.

There again, she always had made such a fuss.

She’d hated bath time.


About TheImaginator

35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using Stumbleupon.com, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
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2 Responses to Sweat and tears

  1. AR Neal says:

    Thank you for wandering into the Cave this go ’round! Hope you’ll come back again. This was a powerful snippet!

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