A New Life

Not trying to make a fuss outta this, but I'm just relating the day of my treatment.

16th March, sneaked out of house to the hospital. (Won't reveal the name)

Although its 11 am when I reached, the hospital looked dim, much like the hospital in Fear the Surgeon, an over-active imagination can really scare oneself dead.

I'm not going to go through the diagnosis or stuff, but overall, treatment included electric, electrodes. They stuck those damn things into designated parts until I looked like a pin-cushion, then the doctor told me,

"You ready? Once we start you MUST not faint, or else we have to do it all over again."

So I was there thinking, faint? How the hell could I faint? This is treatment ain't it?

So i nodded, and so he flipped the switch.

Things that happened after was undescribable, for about 20 minutes I sat there, fighting the urge to faint, combating with the longest and worst pain I ever felt. I can't see anything except strange and blurry images, I heard a lot of strange sounds and cries, memories of life popped up at random, and I saw a great many of you people's faces, and then it was all over.

Riding the bus home, I felt like I was pulled free from the arms of Evil, thrusted back into Life, and now I begin to live once more.

So long for the old hatred and pain, so long for the sorrows, so long for the horrible temper and rude words.

God wanted to kill me, he wanted me back in Hell, but he failed. God has no power over humans, we control our fate. hell no, We are FATE.

Remember this my friends, Fate is nothing but human's will.

The sky seems much clearer now. (Although the haze is back, that is, speaking metaphorically)

Best regards,
Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer, Amen