Is Clifford Morally Insane?

Unassumingly walking down the street, observing people’s mannerisms Clifford heads to the library to write in his daily journal. When arrives, all everything he had in mind to write about vanishes and he’s left staring at a blank screen with nothing to say until now. Conscious of the time, he hesitates and becomes easily distracted by the clinking sound of someone typing adjacent to him. Then all of a sudden he goes for it without thinking whether his thoughts, ideas, and believes are coherent. For the more he thinks of normality and trying to come across as someone who’s intelligent and sustainable, the more he wants to puke. For the truth is; Clifford is marginally insane. In other words, he’s not quite the true shilling and moreover, he
probably never was. His father always teased him about his inability to distinguish one carpenter tool from another. A monkey renege looked like a chisel and a hammer looked like a spade in his eyes, to his father’s dismay. And to make matters worse, no one took time out to show him what these tools were for. His mother preferred his older brother and although she tried to conceal her preference, Clifford knew that he was disliked by both parents. To make matters worse, he sensed that his siblings didn’t like him too. So he found solace in his imaginary friends and quickly discovered that he had hidden ,creative talents.