My Favorite Color is Red Chapter 1 and 2

Chapter 1

They were almost done running the tests.There were electric wires everywhere but mostly attached to my skull.I felt like a science experiment.

"Maybe it's them who are messed up,not me"

I thought to myself,over and over again.

According to them,my thought patterns were "erratic"..it was true.I had a conversation with one of the white coats,and they laughed when I changed subjects every few moments,and then I got ahead of myself and my mind was thinking faster than I could speak.my mind can be so demanding sometimes,but I try my best to give it what itwants.So now I'm here,being tested and experimented on..I can't move without permission or they'll put me in that room again.

It was so quiet,you couldn't hear yourself screaming,
a complete nightmare.There were no windows,or furniture,or anything,just a large metal door keeping me from the outside.I didn't want to go in there again,not again..it was too devastating.

They told me if I sit still and try to cooperate I wouldn't have to go back for the time being.The room I was currently in was musty and dimly lighted.I wrinkled my nose and threw my hands up in the air as if the stink molecules were playing a rousing game of redlight-greenlight.I laughed and stared at the wall for a long while. I wanted to go home,it had been weeks now.According to them though,it would be a long time before I was ready to go back,but I was so ready.

I was going to break out this day.I had it.Enough of these tests,enough of this room,enough of this entire place,and to hell with them.

The doors were all locked,and could only be

opened with a plastic card with a bar code on it.Only they had them.I had to have one somehow,it was the only way.I..had to use the bathroom per say.

They walked me to the bathroom and made sure I walked in..I was going to flush myself down the toilet.

I'd get out through the other side.I cautiously stuck my cranium into the toilet bowl and flushed.

The water formed a whirl pool and I knew I was free!Then they

broke the stall door down and yanked me away from the toiletbowl.

My freedom was once again taken away from me.Now I had to be put in the room again. It gave me time to think,there was nothing else to do.

It was so quiet, so quiet I burst into tears and couldn't even rub the tears from my face. Hours later It seemed,they came again to get me.They talked slowly as if I was a small child

"Are you ready to behave now?. I simply stared at them

blankly,and they grabbed me by the collar of my shirt.

I had it with the way they were treating me,and I punched the man.Red came out of his nose and gushed all over his face.It was delightfully funny.Now that I had rendered him "imperfect" I tore the ID from his neck and ran as fast as I could down the long hallway.People were screaming,but it didn't matter,I was going to be free!

I saw the door,I was so close!Then..I saw another of them,they were coming towards me and eventually tripped me.I toppled to the ground almost in slow motion.

Still gripping the tag,I collapsed breathless to the hard floor.They attacked me

snatching the tag away from me.

" No!" I cried,it was the first thing I had said aloud

in a long time,but it grew within me

"NO! NOOO! YOU CAN'T,LET ME GO! I DIDN'T DO

ANYTHING!THIS ISN'T MY FAULT"

But before I knew it I was tied from head to toe

and stuck back in the musty room where I was locked down to an examination table.

They assured me that I was out of my mind and that I would get help.I spit in their faces,they thought they were so fantastic..so intelligent..so in control..they were wrong.They didn't know what they were talking about. They don't know me,they can't control me.They aren't me.When will they realize they are the ones who are flawed?

Chapter 2

I guess they'll never realize the brilliance of this mind.I saw it as my friend,a part of me..it is me.We had some times together,jumping in lake sized rain puddles and resisting the urge to strangle someone,anyone..we were great friends,but now look what it's done to me,look where I've landed.Now instead of brilliant,

creative,lively..my mind is being called deranged.I wanted to shield my little friend and close it's ears so it can't hear these horrible things.Ignore them and give it an icecream to make it feel better.Slowly massage its back and kiss it lightly

on the head,and I would whisper,quietly

"It's ok,everything will be ok" and we will

both smile.For when my mind smiles,I smile,but right now,we were both frowning uncontrollably.I was now being watched like a criminal,because I had become as they had put it "a danger to myself and others". I hated sitting there,being asked question

after meaningless question.There was only one that didn't seem so meaningless and out of place it was "What is your favorite color?" I smiled for a second,a rainbow of colors shot through my head.I laughed and recalled the man I had punched lying on the

floor gripping his face and crying in agony.

"Red." I grinned. "My favorite color..is red"

Not even realizing the reason for this,they quickly scribbled the response down.

I grinned silently and tried to swing my legs. Chains jingled rhythmically and I looked down at them and wished more than anything that they would stop.They only reminded me that I wasn't free to do what I want.It was then the door on the other side of the room suddenly beeped and swung open.A short balding man with a white coat and small glasses strolled into the room,with his coat floating behind him.He stepped as if he was very important and presented the head white coat with a bouquet of flowers.

They were blue,yellow,orange,and red.The flowers seemed so pretty,and I was delighted to know that they were for me.The short man handed the flowers to the man on my left and he smiled sympathetically at me and marched out the door he had previously came in.

The one on my left stared unblinkingly at the flowers and instantly smashed the glass vase the flowers were in, into a trashcan.With no emotion,he placed the flowers into a milk

carton and placed them next to me.

"Are you..going to tell me who they're from?" I asked

coldly,tears brimming in my eyes.

He rolled his eyes and plucked the card from the

flowers and read it outloud "Hope you get better soon,love all your friends at West HS"

I stared quietly at the floor,and the whole room seemed to be staring at me.I just wanted them to die,to go away and let me suffer by myself.I hadn't seen my friends in a long time,and I was surprised to know they still cared about me,even when I was in

this terrible place,they still cared.I wanted to put my hands on my face and weep for hours,but having no use of my arms made it a little difficult.I made a sound of frustration,and I felt the restraints on my arms tighten slightly.I growled in pain

and glared at the one behind me,tightening each and every little strap,each and every bit of my existence.I wanted them to burst into flames as I made eye contact.They were all against me,all of them,and there was nothing I could do about it.My arms felt

stiff as I was forcibly giving myself a rib crushing hug.They placed what seemed like suction cups attached to wires on the temples of my head,and I anxiously shot my eyes back and forth,they made me lie down on the examining table and brought a large

oversized scanner.

"Close your eyes,this won't hurt a bit".

I wanted to scream as loud as my lungs allowed me,but they put a large "muzzle" on my face,and I was rendered

helpless,as the scanner buzzed loudly.