Monday, 6 September 2010
The Tell Tale...
I am not mad. Don't listen to what they tell you, they are not to be trusted. Absolutely. Don't trust them. They think they know everything, but they don't. They certainly don't understand that I am, in spite of everything, perfectly sane. As anyone will tell you. There is one thing I am quite, how shall we say, proud of..one unusual feature. Notice I said unusual. Not mad, just unusual. I have a particularly acute sense of touch. I feel. I sense. I am....aware of things. for example, I can tell you, because I felt it on my skin, that someone in the next cell has just spoken. I feel words, you see, I can sense the change in the air pressure. A person breathes, I can feel it. A person speaks, I can feel it. Everything. Every beat of every heart. You'd be amazed at whaat I know, what my skin tells me. You'd be stunned.
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