I was in a psych ward for 10 days for attempting suicide. I had the most terrifying experience of my life there. I was only 17 at the time and in a pretty bad mental state, which made the following even more disturbing for me. On the first day that I got there, I was assigned a roommate named John. He seemed pretty nice at first, and showed me around the hospital and helped me out while I was new. Something didn’t seem right about him though, he would stare into the distance for long periods of time, mouth open, drooling; until I eventually asked if he was okay. The second night I was there, he informed me that he was a “satan worshiper” and had the ability to talk to the devil. This kind of freaked me the f**k out, mainly because he claimed that the devil and other demons were whispering to him all the time. This disturbed me, and I started to keep my distance from him as much as I could. He stayed in our room which has its own private bathroom for most of the evening, while I played basketball with the other patients to relax. When I had to come in for the night and went into my room, I noticed that John wasn’t in bed, and the bathroom door was locked. Then it struck me that the room had been absolutely demolished. The beds were on its side, and on the back of the headboard was a huge pentagram carved into the wood. Naturally, I started to be concerned, so I knocked on the bathroom door. I heard John making really weird noises and talking to someone in there. I waited 20 minutes to see if he came out, but he didn’t. The weird noises that he was making grew louder and he kept laughing and talking to someone, or something. Eventually, I decided to open the bathroom door, because they did not have locks on the inside so patients couldn’t hide. When I opened the door, I saw John covered in blood, naked on the floor, eyes wide open staring at me. He had smashed the mirror in the bathroom and used the shards to carve deep gashes up his arms and legs. There was blood everywhere. I thought he was going to die, so I immediately rushed in and tried to help him up. BIG mistake. When I came near, he grabbed my arm and stabbed me with a piece of the mirror. I screamed, which caused the nurses to come rushing in and restrain him. He was laughing like a mad man. They brought him to the hospital for his cuts and I got stitches. I later got a new room and new roommate. The weirdest part? He came back 7 days later, but stayed in a different ward for psychotics; He came up to me at dinner and started talking to me like an old friend as if he had no recollection of the event. Most terrifying week of my life.

  • DollFace

    Did this really happen??

    • Simon

      Most likely no.

    • Stormy

      No this is just a story I wrote off the top of my head

  • Luna

    I cannot read it, theres absloutely no paragraphs (Can’t be bothered to make my head ache trying to read it… )