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Personal Narrative: Paranoid Personality Disorder

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Before I could put the folder back, there was a knock on the door and I turned around only to see him.
This was not Caleb, who was once my true love and had helped me with my mission, but it was Hitler. I froze not knowing what I should say or do, but then I remembered it was me who had won, not him. I finally felt like I had done something astonishing, that the world was in the palms of my hands that was until he spoke.
Tears began falling out of Hitler's eyes while he said, "When I was younger nobody cared for me, I was used as entertainment. I never went to school or got any education, all I knew was the people surrounding me telling me I was worthless. They told me I would never be respected, but would be a clown, and I believed them. …show more content…

Every day he thanks me for helping him become a better person and that without me he would probably go crazy. Today was just like any other day, we had meditation for two hours, Hitler ate four times, he had private therapy for an hour, and then we both went to sleep. Tonight I woke up by the creaking of my door opening I looked at my door quickly and saw Hitler. My assumption was that this was like other night when he would come into my room and just stand there watching me sleep for hours, but he had something behind his back and he slowly began walking towards me. That's when I realized he had a knife and was going to kill me. It was a good thing that I had been sleeping with a bow and some arrows under my pillow ever since I arrived here and got trapped in that room where I had a hallucination. In an agile move, I took out my bow and loaded up its arrow keeping the arrow pointed at Hitler. Like a coward, he briskly dropped his knife and ran out of the room, I realized I was not safe here and quickly packed up my …show more content…

He picked up and I quickly explained the situation, he told me that he was going to use the iPhone app called Find Friends to locate my location. I was still running when I saw old buildings, but not just any old buildings, but the old buildings of Tampa, Florida I knew I was close to home. Then I saw many cars heading my way, in the front seat of the first car I saw Caleb and my body began to fill with jubilation, but then Jake grabbed my leg and I feel down. I tried to break free but it felt as though I had twisted by ankle badly. Jake began to drag me as I yelled as loud as I could. I was then hit by a log and everything became blurry, and the last thing I remembered was seeing Caleb punch Jake, and then everything went

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