Twisted Dead

One day, as Lawrence was walking home from work, he stumbled upon a gruesome scene. A group of thugs had brutally mugged and beaten an innocent pedestrian, leaving them lying on the sidewalk, unconscious. The victim's face was distorted and twisted in a terrifying grin, and his eyes were wide open, staring straight into Lawrence's soul. It was a traumatic experience that left Lawrence shaken and consumed with fear and anxiety.
As the days passed, Lawrence became more and more consumed by his fear. He stopped eating and sleeping, and he barely left his apartment. He was convinced that death was lurking around every corner, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was going to die.
One night, as he lay in bed, he heard a strange noise outside. He was convinced it was Death, come to claim him. In a fit of panic, he ran out of his apartment, not stopping until he had reached the safety of a nearby police station. But as he looked through the window, he saw the same twisted grin on the faces of the officers.
The police, seeing the state that Lawrence was in, called for an ambulance to take him to the hospital. The doctors worked tirelessly, and eventually Lawrence was diagnosed with severe anxiety disorder and PTSD due to the traumatic event. They helped him to cope with the aftermath of the event and he was able to return to a somewhat normal life, but he knew that the scar of the traumatic event would never fully disappear and he would always carry the memory of that twisted grin.
Category:Mental Illness
Category:Micropasta