Ok guys here I will post up my new H3 novel, part after part so you can comment the parts separate. Well I know my english isnt the best but I think you can read this and understand it without a problem anyway.
So like what I just wrote. It will come up in parts and here is the first part.
Part one.
“For over fifteen years I tried to help him, for over fifteen years I try to understand him. I meet him every day for fifteen years and nothing changed accept one thing, his eyes. They became darker and darker every day until it was nothing left but pure evil. You can’t help anyone that dosn’t want to be helpt, you can’t help anyone thats not human.” // Samuel L. Loomis.
The rain is pouring down the big windows down the hallways, the darkness has one more time fall over Smith’s Grove Sanitarium. A icecold wind flys over the ears of Barbara Collier who just leave her car in a hurry and now she’s running toward the entrence door to Smith Grove in the middle of the rain. Indoors Somebody is screaming and its no time to waste, as fast as Barbara enterings the Sanitarium she runs to the room where the screams is coming from. Before she opens the door she takes a deep breath, she opens it . Laurie Strode is sitting on the floor with a broken piece of glas in her hand, she holds the glas so hard that’s a pool of her own blood starts to appear on the floor beneath her hand. By the side of Laurie Nurse Pamela Hawkings is lying with a cut in her throuth, a cut that was created by the broken glas piece in Laurie’s hand. Pamela Hawkings had a mission that night to put Laurie to bed, it worked out good until Laurie was asking for a glas of water. Now Pamela is lying there in a pool of her own blood struggle to survive. Barbara freezes of fear when she sees it but she knows that she must take the glas piece from Lauries so she slowly starts to walk forward to her, She helps her up to her fet and takes the glas piece from her, in a second Laurie collapse.
That was the 31th october 2010.
To be a psycholog is not the easiest job on the planet, think about it for a second every day you must sit down and listen to all the peoples problem. Always be understanding and always be there for everybody that you work with. Laurie Strode meet her psycholog in the winter of 2007 the same year as her mental sick brother came back after 15 years and tried to kill her. As you might understand thats a reason why Laurie is where she is today alone in a tiny little cell for psychic scared persons. Laurie barely survived the attack, she had a angel by her side. She tried to fight through the day for two years until she reunited with her brother one more time, after that it was no turning back from what he helped her to become. She become lost inside herself, started to see the most terrifying things you can imagine.
Laurie Strode has meet her psycholog every day for four years now, where of two years has been inside the Sanitarium. Today it is time again for another meeting between her and her psycholog, Laurie is sitting in front of a table and starring down her empty mug in a big white room. Across the table her psycholog Barbara Collier is sitting with a tape recorder, it will recording the whole meeting.
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- So how do you feeling today. Barbara asked and looked through the window at the other side of the room. It was a sunny day in the beginning of the fall, the first leaf has just fall down to grown.
\ - I don’t really know how to feel. Laurie answer and rub her tired eyes.
Barbara was not very suprised of that depressing answer, she let her eyes go from the window and now she is looking at Lauries long blond hair.
- Last time you wash your hair, when was it?
Laurie pull her hand through her dirty worn hair.
- If I gonna me honest with you, I don’t really know, but my hair?. What has that to do with any of this? I thought you where here to help me heal. Not wash my hair?
Thats a good question, is the hair so important? do you really need to take care of it when you are locked in from the society?
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- Laurie its a lot easier to take care of exterior, its take about five minutes to wash your hair but it can take a lifetime to wash out your inre. But you must start somewhere don’t you? Barbara answer Lauries question.
It became silent in the room for about a minute, it was a long minute. Only one thing was making a noice and that was the recorder that was lying on the table between those two.
- But if I don’t have anything to wash out then? what if I’m empty inside? Laurie asked and flip her mug over.