She explained to me that somebody saw me out in the yard hitting myself over and over without any want to stop. Soon I started bleeding and he tried to get me to stop but could not. So thats when he called 9 11 in hopes they could do something. Eventually I had stopped hitting myself but they had put in ambulance vehicle and took me to the hospital. Then afterwards they had treated most of the places where I was hitting myself at. Eventually I woke up which lead us to now. I asked her why was this happening confused as into why I would black out then go into a bout of hurting myself without me being aware I needed a answer. She did not know herself though and said that she would get a doctor to help me out right away. As she left the room though I felt a sense of unease again hearing multiple things. The room around me twisted and for a moment all I could see was a blur of things mixed together. When I came too however what awaited me was even more confusing. I awoke in a cell like room shortly after a person came in with a lab coat on, He asked me how was I doing and talked to me like he had seen me for quite some time. I was however dismissive not knowing what had happened yet alone who this man was I just moved away from him. He told me though to calm down , I still completely confused into what was happening asked him where I am and why am I here? He responded in a look of surprise telling me you were brought here because the doctor saw that you were mentally unstable and that you were constantly hallucinating. I had been there apparently for a few weeks to be exact and they have been trying to help me with the hallucinations i was having. He then looked at me asking me did I remember? That little word though triggered a flashback like sequence in my mind showing images voices from a few weeks back. I was overwhelmed by what had happened eventually though I was able to stop seeing the flashbacks. This had brought me back to the question I had asked in the beginning though when all this started. Why was I experiencing this, it now made sense such a obvious answer but one that did not provide me much in the means of understanding it. It was all in my head for whatever reason this had been happening it was just in my head that there could give me some form of comfort. I was taken out of my thoughts though when the man in the coat told me needed to give me some medication and so I took it. Afterwards he said he would be back to check up on me later. After he left I tried to contemplate all that had happened. But was abruptly stopped when three very familiar figures albeit somewhat blurred appeared in front of me. There was a moment of silence but once that silence broke all kinds of terror broke loose. I felt my head splitting in pain followed by the figures approaching me. They stopped and looked down at me then for the first time one spoke. Do you remember us, do you remember what we are to you? I wanting to maintain the bit of sanity I thought I had rejected talking to it. I yelled out that they were nothing but imaginary figures and that they did not scare me. I heard a chuckle come out from one of the shorter ones. Then the middle figure stated that I did not know myself and that fear was what I desired more then anything. I argued back saying that the reason I seek out things that scare me was out of curiosity and to provoke feelings that I normally cannot. The figure moved a inch closer then looked at me. It said that the I was not the real me, only one side. It then looked me in the face and said in a deep tone. Just because we are part of your mind does not mean we cant effect the reality around you. I yelled at this point as the pain had grown more intense in my head. The person in the lab coat came running in and the vision vanished afterwards. I felt myself falling onto the floor then yet again blacking out. After all that had happened I found myself in the same room and the doctor was there but behind him was a shadow that kept imitating the movements of a actual shadow yet at certain intervals it almost felt like it was teasing me by making unnatural movements. I finally in that moment accepted what was wrong, I had fallen to the depths of my mind into insanity. A few weeks later with these same things happening has brought me to this point now what I am writing and why. I want to let everybody know that though the imagination is all in the head, and cannot effect you directly physically or outside events as well. That does not mean it cant effect your perception of things around you leading to things which you can very much so feel that are real and can hurt you. A long story and to be honest a shrewd one written down just for the heck of it, but meh I thought I would give it a go.

deaths in "Elfen Lied" and "higurashi/when they cry" Nana in Elfen Lied May not have been a death but still got ripped limb from limb. O.o but a lot of bloodshed in Elfen Lied

well. I didn't have a lot in common with other people my age, I was really smart at a young age (I was reading stephen king and other such novels while other kids my age were on stuff like the magic treehouse and whatnot) So I kept my nose in books and manga pretty much throughout my school life. It was just so good to escape being picked on and bullied by coming home and watching all my favorite characters have adventures.

Y'all are missing the best most epic anime inspired music video out there. http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xpdzd9_interstella-5555_shortfilms Daft Punk did an entire album in anime fashion and when you put them all together it makes an epic movie (the link above is the full movie)

I was raise Cristian; however later fell away from it...I'm not faithless it's just I take from many religions...I'm not one to say you can't believe what you want but think every religion has flaws. the bible nor statements on religion was written/translated by a god, messiah, or angel. humans did this...false profits have been know to exist. nothing is absolute. religion has been the cause of most wars and countless innocent deaths of men, women, and children through out time by false profits and followers who followed mostly out of fear of the after life...though others too killed in the name of religion as well. never could people say lets agree to disagree so we can move on...I think many choose to believe in a heaven because they fear what comes after death for themselves and their loved ones...I choose to mainly because I want to believe in something but not the big bang theory. I feel that if nothing comes after death and people just vanish to me that'd be heaven...you'd not know you'd ever been nor will you feel...your mind is gone and so are you...for someone such as myself who deals with depression and a vast number of other trialing things I don't mind death...death is apart of life just as life is apart of death. also little fun fact those in older religions biased on Greek and Roman types of gods/goddesses/demigods/mythology; people would put 2 gold pieces on the deceased's eyes one on each. this was supposedly to pay off the pilot of the river sticks to take you across into the after life. if you didn't have payment you'd remain there in limbo; only the rich could really afford to request to put gold pieces over the eyes once passed though.

http://i.imgur.com/ZO27tJk.gif For Halloween ill be a SLOTH! :D

Surely I aint the only one! :o Don't get me wrong, it's wonderful to talk to people from all over, just, Iunno if anyone semi close to home is around :P If you're from SA that's even better! :3