Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

Come and hear my tale, I say, a narrative spoken in truth and fiction…How so I tell you now, PANIC!!! For my confinement in this small space is honest. Honestly, I speak to you, I awoke in this place, not knowing what my captors reasoning was. This much I say to you now, there was no visible escape. I felt as though I was doomed to die in this small space.

 

I awoke in total darkness. Not knowing the full aspect of my situation. I had to stay calm, because the more I panicked the more claustrophobic I felt. I could feel my phone in my pocket, so I reached for it. I had hoped I would get a signal of some kind, but it was an effort in futility. I could at least use the light to see if I could find a way out, but it looked like I was in more trouble than I originally anticipated. It looked like I had been buried alive!

 

We were desperately looking for Jordy. It wasn’t like him to not be in contact for that long of a period. We had called the police, but to no avail, they said he hadn’t been missing long enough for a missing persons case. So, we took matters into our own hands. Even though we were afraid we weren’t going to find anything. Especially since the police weren’t any help.

 

I was desperately trying to figure out why I was in such a situation. I remember seeing a car parked outside my building. It was a suspicious situation because it would pull out behind me everywhere I went. It was a couple days before, while I was getting into my car, it all went black. And then, I woke up here. For the life of me I couldn’t recall a face or any identifying marks.

 

We were searching Jordy’s house for clues as to where he was. We searched all his drawers in the apartment. Alas, it seemed like we would find nothing, but we kept looking. This was our only way, so far, to find any information. As we searched the apartment some more, we had found a mess of papers. It looked like someone had been here looking for something because Jordy’s office was a mess. Suddenly! The phone rang. We let it ring until the answering machine picked it up. A man left a message saying I owed them $10,000.

 

Suddenly we heard a scuffling in the utility closet. Someone jumped and ran out the back door towards the back yard fence. We gave chase as much as we could, but it looked like the intruder would get away. Thank goodness he tripped and fell because it allowed us to catch up. Skyler pulled his Glock 48 out of his waist and held it to the intruder’s head, only for some answers. Diana begged him to put the gun away, but Skyler wasn’t having it. It was the only way of getting anything out of this man.

 

Meanwhile I was in desperate need of rescuing. I was getting dizzy from the lack of oxygen. My family was doing all they could, but the intruder wasn’t cooperating. Skyler shot the intruder in the leg, to loosen his lips. Finally, he told us he was only a messenger. He said that he was hired to do the job. He said  that I owed a very dangerous man some money, and he would do anything to collect. This made my mom worry. She asked to meet the man in charge so that she might strike up a deal. She had the money just in case though.

 

The man in charge name was Raul and he refused to see them. He said the only negotiating would be for me to bring him the money. Skyler snuck in and put his gun to the back of Raul’s head. He then escorted him out to the barn and tied a rope around his neck and said it was his last chance to talk. Raul could feel the rope slowly tightening as he was on his tip toes. After only about five minutes of fighting the rope, he agreed to take us to where Jordywas.

 

We had walked for miles in the woods surrounding Raul’s place. We then came to an open field in the trees. There was a patch of dirt that looked like it had been disturbed. I kept my gun to Raul’s head while he dug. We finally came to a wooden casket about four feet down. I hit Raul in the head with the grip of my gun, knocking him out. Jordy was barely alive when we pulled him out and had to preform C.P.R. A minute and a half went by until I finally caught my breath. We hugged and I saw my mom in tears. She wasn’t sure they would find me. I hugged her and said it was ok.

 

I picked up that piece of crap, Raul, and dropped him in the casket. An eye for an eye I told him as I sealed up the casket with him inside and started throwing the dirt back on top. We can never speak of this again, I said to Diana and Skyler, if we do it may come back to us. As we all agreed, we took one last look at the burial site and laughed. So much for the great Raul.