I am chief, and i’ve just broken out of the mental hospital and am on my way to Montana. It is rural and nobody will find me out here because of the low population. By the time i’m finished with this letter i should be in Montana. I have found a small apartment that i will stay at with the money that i got off the street. I left because i didn’t deserve to be there and nobody was friendly except for McMurphy. He was the only one that cared about me and tried to help me because he knew that there was no reason to be mean to me and call me stupid. I think back to the times he did things with me. For example, helping me understand basketball and letting play in a few games. I actually had fun, i’d been a long time since i had felt that feeling. Also, he got me out of my comfort zone and got me to talk to him. I felt like i had a connection with someone for the first time since my dad had died, he was was almost like the missing piece after he died. Even though i had to kill Mr. McMurphy, it it was best for him, i hope he is free know and not locked in hell or some terrifying place. As for everyone else, i hope they all rot in hell and end up killing themselves. All they ever did was make fun of me and call me mean, harsh names. I wish nothing but the worst for them because they never gave me a chance or tried helping me if i was actually def. Then the nurses and the 3 blacks guards are okay i guess, they tried helping everyone in my opinion and they never hurt me or gave me any crap. We’ll as for me, this train is almost to my stop so i will wrap it up here, time for a new life just somewhere in Montana.
- Chief Bromden
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