Dear Reader,
You think I’m dead.
You pushed me out of your
world up there. You called me a lunatic and psychotic. You tell me that I am malicious
and dangerous. You shoved me in a hole in the ground surrounded by filth. You
kicked me out because I am different just because I influence people to see the
truth.
You see, I want you to
live a life of freedom and pleasure. You need to be able to enjoy your life out
there. With me, you will get to do what you deserve. You will love me.
Is there a problem with that? All I want you to
see the glory that everyone is missing out on. I want you to live with me, to
live like me. I will show you all that you ever missed out on. I already gave
you that choice, but no. Still you push me away. And what for? To live a life
with rules that you don’t even like to follow? You are slaves to this Master
you obey. I want you walk with me, not behind me.
I am beautiful. I am
musical. I am here to call you into this hole that I am in. Where worms thrive
and hearts are captive. You may call it dark and evil and all things wicked,
but down here the darkness goes away and you will receive sight to see in the
dark. Your pupils will adjust to see how
astounding this life is.
Come with me, my precious
and you will see.
But right now, you are
reading an account penned down by a dead man.
Colors: Night Vision and Excellent Pupil (Paint chip story)

You've captured the voice you were going for well here, Mariah. I especially like that last line. I like how you took the "pupil" from the paint chip to a different interpretation.
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ReplyDeleteI loved how you addressed it to the reader. It made it so personal and real. The line, “You pushed me out of your world up there. You called me a lunatic and psychotic. You tell me that I am malicious and dangerous.” Is amazing, really! You are so talented. Having read some of your other work, I am definitely used to being impressed, but this one really did a number on me. I think it was the most creative post of yours I’ve seen thus far. It really examines the human condition and the human mind. “I am beautiful. I am musical. I am here to call you into this hole that I am in.” Has to be my favorite part. You can make the mood so epic and special that it feels as if I’m reading from an already famous published author!
You’re Crazy Awesome,
Taylor Denton
Very, very creepy. Often when a writer addresses the reader directly it make for a jarring experience. Even more so for this particular instance in that the narrator is clearly mad. I like that this piece points out the stigmatization of mental illness, but also what a frightening thing it could be. The narrator talking about being separated from others, but potentially harmful to others is a great example of both of these things.The last line is so chilling: "But right now, you are reading an account penned down by a dead man." Shivers down my spine. If I had found a note like this somewhere I would certainly be freaking out. This narrator reminds me of a mad cult leader hoping to make more terrible conversions to his practice. The eeriness and scary idea of someone viewing something "evil" as "beautiful" are really well written. What you were hoping to create was very well achieved, and very dark.
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