Three of Us (Me)

 (video confession)

Nobody...nobody understands what its like the have three versions of themselves trying to take over one body. United, we are just me. But divided, we have names.

Mama- my common sense, eyes pure amber

Little One- the child within, eyes emerald green

And

Loner- alone and suicidal, eyes a dark walnut brown.

Its been three years since we lived here, in a small white room, with just a cot to lay on. Trapped behind a metal door. Across the room, a small window with rusted bars. Oh yes.. This was living. The only thing to keep us occupied is this stupid little journal.. Did it help...Yes, because it was our only friend who understood what ia being said, without calling us Mad

Every week, I am taken to "therapy." *chuckles* Being strapped down on a gurney, stickers being placed on my temples. I would be electrocuted, slightly, until I would agree that we dont exist. That 'we' is only me. We would cry out in pain, until we agreed, that I am only one person. From there they would unstrap me and drag my semi-paralyzed body back to my "dorm" dumped dead in the center, until we were able to move again..

Because of this, we snapped. Thats where it got interesting

Last week my therapy became more intense. What happened? Loner had gotten me into trouble. Loner couldn't stand being trapped anymore. We managed to get a scapel from one of the doctors. Oh how I remembered the horrified look on the three nurses faces as they entered my room. I had just finished slicing my arms, with multiple cuts from the icy blade. 

As one of the nurses approached, Loner grabbed the poor young lady by her throat and slammed her to the ground. Pressing her bloody arms into the blonde, green eyed, slimmed figured, woman's mouth, forcing her to taste the copper flavored essense that was Loner's blood. We laughed while Mama cried out for us to stop. The other two nurses who were strong figured men stepped in, pulling us away from the screeching woman screaming bloody murder. Poor woman ran out, but never came back to see us. *laughs malicously* We were just having fun.. Sadly, the next thing we remember was the room going black.

When we came to, we sat in a small padded room, my arms strapped against my body. We looked up to notice a small camera in the corner of the room. We smirked, as our eyes switched colors. They observed me, but never really approached me. They felt that We were untreatable. But our sanity...my sanity came "back" while being in solitary...