Mental Illness: A Fictional Narrative
Miss Watkins had not too long come out of the shower before she hung up. Now, she was lying on her cushiony sofa relaxing with her eyes closed, collecting her thoughts. Dark secrets surfaced in her mind.
It all started one day long ago. When her brother brought those dirty little fuck books into her bedroom and she looked at them and became curious.
She and her brother experimented with sex for a long time, years, before she got pregnant with Deloris. She had blamed the cause of her pregnancy, to her friends and to her mother and father, on a brief relationship she had with an acquaintance, who had left town, when in fact, her brother was Deloris’s father.
After Deloris’s birth, things changed between her and her brother. She stopped giving …show more content…
From another drawer, she took a white pair of panties and socks and she dressed in the mirror.
She slipped into a pair of low cut white tennis and she picked up the telephone on the dresser and dialed the number to her babysitter who lived down the street. She asked the sitter if she could watch Jerome for a few hours. The sitter agreed.
She called Sylvester to tell him that she was on her way, but no one answered his phone. She went to the closet, selected a brown shoulder purse to put the Nine-Millimeter in. The extra weight was noticeable.
She went into Jerome’s room and watched him for a moment, sleeping peacefully. She was not quite sure how she was going to pull it off. She knew a change had to come.
The doorbell rang. She went downstairs with the heavy purse to see who it was. The baby sitter and they exchanged greetings. She went outside in the warm air and climbed into her Cadillac.
She listened to the motor purr before she put the gearshift lever in ‘R’.
She backed the caddy slowly out of the driveway, looking at her favorite flowers across the front of her house. The car backed into the street. She moved the gearshift lever in ‘D’ and put her foot in the tank and the expensive car leaped
It all started one day long ago. When her brother brought those dirty little fuck books into her bedroom and she looked at them and became curious.
She and her brother experimented with sex for a long time, years, before she got pregnant with Deloris. She had blamed the cause of her pregnancy, to her friends and to her mother and father, on a brief relationship she had with an acquaintance, who had left town, when in fact, her brother was Deloris’s father.
After Deloris’s birth, things changed between her and her brother. She stopped giving …show more content…
From another drawer, she took a white pair of panties and socks and she dressed in the mirror.
She slipped into a pair of low cut white tennis and she picked up the telephone on the dresser and dialed the number to her babysitter who lived down the street. She asked the sitter if she could watch Jerome for a few hours. The sitter agreed.
She called Sylvester to tell him that she was on her way, but no one answered his phone. She went to the closet, selected a brown shoulder purse to put the Nine-Millimeter in. The extra weight was noticeable.
She went into Jerome’s room and watched him for a moment, sleeping peacefully. She was not quite sure how she was going to pull it off. She knew a change had to come.
The doorbell rang. She went downstairs with the heavy purse to see who it was. The baby sitter and they exchanged greetings. She went outside in the warm air and climbed into her Cadillac.
She listened to the motor purr before she put the gearshift lever in ‘R’.
She backed the caddy slowly out of the driveway, looking at her favorite flowers across the front of her house. The car backed into the street. She moved the gearshift lever in ‘D’ and put her foot in the tank and the expensive car leaped