story| Mr. Thimon

It was the filtht time in my life that I love thomebody, ol feel loved by thomeone. Lose, was hel name. I lemembel my mothel, aftel daddy died, telling me always “Simon, you will never grow up! You are worse than an idiot. Will you keep that creature alone?” But shouldn’t I have the cledit to love? Not even my best fliend? Am I not a human being? She hateth me, I know she hateth me and feels ashamed of me in flont of people. I know why.

Lose nevel shouted at me ol told me you al a child. She knows that I am 22 yeals old and I am no longel a child. I thpeak to hel evlything and she lithtens calefully. Thometimes I play with hel hide and theek and when I get angry at hel I thqueeze hel with my hands tho that she thcleams loudly “Meow”. I wondel why my mothel always tells me “You are foolish.” Is she jealouth of Lose? Yeth I think thith is why she hateth me.

I was telling Lose a thtoly in my room. Why do you want to put me in an athylum? Only foolish people go thele and– I thobbed leally leally hald. Am I a naughty boy to let me go thele? I love you mothel. I know that you think I love Lose mole, but no, I only lie to hel to make hel play with me. Don’t believe hel mommy if she tells you anything about me.

Will you thtay with me mothel ol come to thee me everyday? She left quickly aftel she plathed me there. She kithed me and said befole she left “Good boy.” I will mith you mothel. Don’t be late ol I will cry. I will mith you. You don’t hate me light? “Of course no, my baby.” I love you mom. I did nothing all the day except crying, then I sat in my loom. I opened a copybook and thclatched few things on it. Nextht day I thtalted a dialy, then I went outthide fol a while to look at the thun.

Day 2
Hello. Hello. Hello. I think thith pen is good. Mmm.. I don’t know what to light. Ok, I am now in my firtht day in the athylum. Yethterday, I only saw a nerth who lead me to my room. She is cute. Today, I met few doctors who wele lovely to me. Dr. Lalph thaid “Simon, you are a wise man. Don’t be afraid, we’ll take care of you. Have your launch and go to play if you like. I’ll be back after tomorrow my fellow.” I opened my eyes widely. I didn’t believe that I became Dr. Lalph’s fellow from the firtht day. Mothel should have seen him thaying fol me “wise man”. I wish she comes back and thee how people are starting to like me.

Day 3
I woke up eally. I waited my mommy to come. A nurse came and said “I am Miss Catherine, call me Cathy. Doctor Raulph asked me to make a blood test for you.” She was young and all the time thmiling to me. I thaid: Should I be aflaid of the blood test? “No. No. I only have to prick you with a small needle and that’s all.” Okay, but don’t hult me Mith Cathy. Can I call you Cathy? “Yes of course.” I plomith you I won’t cly. She patted on my shouldels and said “Good boy.” I think evelybody hele loves me. They always thmile to me. I like the life hele. I will thtay awake till my mothel comes. I am not going to thleep.

Day 4
I woke up vely tiled. I didn’t thleep well. Dr. Laulph came and thaw me clying. He said “Why are you crying my fellow?” I thaid I had a bad dleam yethterday. I dleamed that my mothel has travelled and left me alone hele folever. “Oh, don’t trust dreams my fellow. Dreams say foolish things to us to make us believe them. You are not an idiot to believe it, right?” Yeth, I think tho. I wish she comes today. I altho mith my cat Lose vely much (thee how much I love you?) Mith Cathy came aftelwalds and gave me a medithine which made me lazy and I fell asleep. I woke up aftelnoon feeling abthent-minded. Cathy came again and brought me a boxth with hel. She said “Open it. It is a gift from me.” Leally? What is in it? Let me thee. Oh! How cute is thith— Look at hel how she is licking my fingel. Can I call hel Cathy?. She laughed “Oh! That’s—” I will show hel to my mom today. She will like hel vely much.

Day 8
I am boled of my cat and I leally mith my mothel. I want to thee my mothel. I athked Cathy if she can let me go home for few houls. She thaid “No you can’t”. I thtalted to cly—

Day 9
I feel thick in my mind tho I’am not going to light anymole.

Day 13
I changed my mind. I am getting boled. Cathy loves me no mole and she is running away flom me because I am not feeding hel. I don’t want to see Cathy anymole. She always makes me cly when she putth the needle into my thkin. I think she does that intentionally. I want to see my mom.

Day 14
Dr. Laulph came to check me out. I begged him to let me leave because I thaid I am not foolish. Please I don’t want to thtay hele. He thaid “My fellow, will you stop crying if I give you something?” He gave candies and thome toys and I spent my whole day playing and eating. I leally like Dr. Laulph.

Day 18
I didn’t light anything latht week because I found a fliend called Lichald and we play hide and theek evelyday in the playglound. Lichald is like me. He is not foolish and we ale happy we found each othel. He is 21 yeals old. His palentth has left him hele latht year when they went to visit his glandmothel and on theil way back they will pick him up. Oh I almost folget, today is my bilthday tho Richald and me are going to keep it a sulplise fol Mith Cathy. She enteled my loom in the aftelnoon. Richald was behind the door waiting fol hel. As thoon as she enteren he dlopped on her a bucket of muddy water. She scleamed. I think she is happy because I am now 23 yeals old.

Day –
I was punished and they put me in an isolated room. I don’t know how long I have been thele. I think I will thtalt counting flom the beginning.

Day 1 - aftel punishment
Dr . Laulph and Mith Cathy came and I heald them thpeaking about thomeone of the foolish guys in a low tone“I am afraid he is completely foolish and doesn’t even notice that. But how come his parents don’t visit him? Poor child.” Yeth I thaid to myself, that’th Lichald they ale talking about. Pool Lichald, they thay he doesn’t notithe that he is foolish. I thmiled (funny, light?). Then they lowered their voice tho that I only heard few words— “Simon is that you talking in your room?” The dool opened. “Whom are you talking to Simon?” It’s Lose, mothel, I am telling hel a stoly.

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