Hello peoplz! I am the same person who wrote Living in Holes and Say Something. But I came up with another Holes story because I was re-writing old books. This one is called Be the Boy starring normal D-Tent and a girl named Scarlet Angel who has Schizophrenia, a type of mental illness. Google it. Lol. I hope you enjoy it. I love mental people.

It was officially the worst day of my life.

Who knew murder was a crime? Apparently, you can't kill your inmates. I only killed her because she threatened my family and almost slit my throat in the middle of the night. That's a full-on right to kill someone. The girl that I killed, I think, René, was a girl who lived a few rooms down from me. With rooms I mean in one big building. And by building I mean mental hospital. That's where I've lived for the past 4 years. They stuck me there when I was 12 because drawing pictures of dead people is freaky or sick. I was diagnosed with acute paranoia, the brim of schizophrenia, and short-term memory loss. In other words, I was insane.

The first few days after the murder were filled with confusion and anger. No one could feel what I felt. It was like I was blind, trapped in a world alone and dark. I couldn't tell anyone how I felt because they didn't understand. I felt like Helen Keller, the woman I looked up to. She was alone and cut off from reality but managed to live her life to the fullest. That was my dream. "Scarlet Weathers, please rise." I stood with shaky knees in front of the court. "Any last comments before the jury reaches a verdict?" I nodded slightly. "Yes, your honor." I turned to the jury and let out the most heartfelt comment I could bring out.

"Just put aside your hatred for the weak once and think of how the crazy feel. I may not be right in the head. And there is no telling who I'll kill next. But I've felt more pain and suffering than you'll ever imagine in your entire lives. That I'll always remember." I stared at all of them another moment before sitting back down. It was all I could say. Anything else would be begging, and I don't beg.

"Thank you, Miss Weathers. The court shall take a short break and gather once again when it has come to a conclusion. You are dismissed." Barely anyone was in the courtroom so I didn't see why he needed to make such a big deal of it. I glanced over to um...Reine ? No René's family whom were glaring at me with sorrowful eyes. Hey, she threatened me! It's a way of life. You can't threaten a girl when you don't know what she's capable of. My mother pierced me with her eyes. I hated that woman. I barely ever called her my mom. She was a witch and should be in my place. She was half the reason I was crazy. Therapists say that insane people are just children who were never treated right.

Unfortunately, that's true. I stood up and tried to slip away from her grasp. She caught me by the back of my hair and pulled. I didn't scream, but whimpered. She came closer to my ear. "You've done it now, bi***." She hissed. "Excuse me, who are you?" I asked, pretending to false my memory loss on her. "Shut up, Scarlet. You'll get yours. You will get yours. Because now I'm the lady down the block with a mental daughter. How nice..." The sick beast released me and I ran to my father. He was the only man to trust in your life. Unless the father was abusive.

Dad never noticed how horrid mom was. It reminded me of Cinderella. Except dad was still alive. Thank god for that. I hugged him and tried to get away from the demon I called mother. "It's alright, Angel, It's alright." I wasn't scared of the trial. No, they could stick me in an abyss and I'd be fine with that. At least I wouldn't be confused. People were cruel and selfish. That made them humans.

Finally, after a few minutes of nervously awaiting my fate, the judge came back. He slammed him wooden gavel and it sounded like the bell for death roll. "Attention! The jury has made a verdict." One woman with short blond hair and a tight black dress stood. "We, the jury, find the defendant, Scarlet Angel Weathers, under the accusations of murder, guilty." That really didn't surprise me. I put my heart and soul into those words. I sighed. Ingrates.

"Who saw that coming?" I mumbled so only I could hear. The faces of my victim's family lit up like they won the lottery. Nice. The judge solemnly looked at me. "For punishment for your crimes, Miss Weathers, I offer you two options. You could be immediately sent to a prison. But I know a camp for troubled teens whom can set you in the right path. Your choice, Camp Green Lake or Jail?" There obviously was only one option. "Will they allow mental kids in camp?"

Thanks for reading :P

~M&M