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This is Honey Creek Hospital. Catchy name, eh? Yeah. This is now my home. See, I messed up. I stole some stuff. Then I pleaded insanity. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I'm not so sure. So anyway, I got sentenced here. The judge said I didn't have any self-esteem or some such bunk. He said I was a loner. So I'm confined here till I manage to make 20 best friends. Right. I'm gonna die here...

This is Honey Creek Hospital. Catchy name, eh? Yeah. This is now my home. See, I messed up. I stole some stuff. Then I pleaded insanity. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I'm not so sure. So anyway, I got sentenced here. The judge said I didn't have any self-esteem or some such bunk. He said I was a loner. So I'm confined here till I manage to make 20 best friends. Right. I'm gonna die here... This is the inside of Honey Creek. Cozy, ain't it? Man. I hate it here already and I've only been here an hour. The place smells like somebody let an clorox fart and everything is so plain. And this is me. I'm Amelia Cross. I should have just taken the rap for the junk I stole and done some community service or something. But that's all too late now. I'm stuck here with a bunch of freaks. Where do they find these folks anyway? This is the gang. Sitting in front on the left if Chuckie. That dude has real problems. Kneeling next to him is Mars. Then the back row is (Queen) Victoria, me, Treavor, Fiona, Jan, and Ted. I'll find out their stories while I'm here, I guess. I suppose I'll have to start by making friends with these weirdos. The first day, Victoria (no, you may NOT call me Vicki), Fiona, Mars and I sat around and just chatted about stuff. I had hoped others would join us, but they didn't. Chuckie kept circling us, watching us. I don't know what's up with him, but he gives me the creeps. Jan claims to be some famous drummer with a band I never heard of. She's not all that great, but she's not bad. However, if she thinks I'm putting money in her stupid jar, she really *is* crazy. And Treavor...I tried to get a picture of him doing something else, but this is all he does. It makes life rather tough since there's only one tub and he's usually in it. There's only one potty here too. Who the heck designed this place? The first night, we were all a little uncomfortable. Chuckie tried to break the ice by entertaining everyone. I will admit I got a good laugh out of watching him. I don't know what Einstein decorated this place with five beds and then assigned eight patients to the house...but they should be shot. I finally got a bed to sleep in and was almost catching some much needed Z's when... Mars set the stove on fire. What an idiot. And did anyone call the fire department? No. Of course not. They all stood around and screamed at the fire. Okay, yeah...that'll help. So I called the FD to come put the darn thing out. And these are the people I'm supposed to make friends with? Great. And what's with the one tub deal? Everybody here smells...including me. I hate it. Later that day, I tried to get acquainted with Jan. Apparently she doesn't need new friends...she brought her own. I couldn't get a word in to her. I guess we know why Jan is here... But Fiona and I found a way to pass the time and get to know one another. I found out that Fiona wanted to have a big family. But she has had a series of miscarriages and now can't seem to get pregnant. She is suffering from Major Depression. It's too bad. She's really sweet and soft spoken. She would have been a great Mom. Okay this is just mean. Everybody was whining about being hungry because our food delivery was late. I called the front desk and they yelled at me! Yelled! What's with that. Hey, we're just a bunch of starving crazies down here. So anyway, this chick in the blue uniform shows up with supplies and in exchange she took our TV. That is just wrong. I haven't figured out what Victoria is in for yet, but her "home training" could use some work. I caught her squatting between the beds! I know we only have one toilet, but no body was even on it at the moment...she just did that! I hope they don't think I'm cleaning that up. Ewww... Day 6 - Ted set the stove on fire. How stupid do you have to be to set a metal stove on fire? And why am I the only one who thinks to call the FIRE department during these events? On the upside, I've made a little progress on my "therapy". I've become best friends with Fiona and Mars and I've made friends with Mitch, the fireman. It looks like I'll have plenty of opportunity to get to know him better. In the excitement of the fire, Ted, Jan, and Chuckie forgot that they had already taken their meds and they took a double dose. I hope it doesn't cause any serious harm...but it sure flipped 'em all for a loop. I walked Neil out and rather than Good-bye, he said "I'm sure I'll be seeing you again." He chuckled and drove away. *Sigh* He's probably right. Well, it's the end of the first week. I have three new friends and two best friends. At this rate, I should be out of here in just 20 short years. I called and complained about our TV. They promised to replace it. I tried to convince them that it was a big screen TV, but they just laughed at me. In any case, we got our TV back...thank goodness. It gives the other crazies something to do. At least they let me have a job so I do get out once in awhile. Unfortunately, work is the only place I'm allowed to go. Her Majesty here has taken it upon herself to become a harbinger of doom. She is constantly telling us that we are all going to die here...and that someone is going to die soon. Great. I volunteer. At least I'd get out of this place! Seriously, though, I think she has some sort of post traumatic stress disorder. Mars said she really is a Princess of some sort...maybe some small country. Yesterday, I overheard Treavor telling Jan that he thought everything in the building had been stolen and replaced with exact replicas. He is afraid that the people are being systematically replaced by clones too. He thinks Chuckie is a clone gone wrong... I am trying to stay away from everyone now. Five of the eight of us have that dreaded "roach flu". Apparently someone from the surrounding neighborhood knocked over our trash can. I didn't notice and no one else bothered to pick up the debris. So now we have roaches. I've called the front office but they don't care. The lady there laughed at me again. I'm starting to feel like some bizarre experiment. Tensions are really running high in here. Everyone has the roach flu and with only one bathroom to handle all the upset stomachs, we aren't doing well. The other day, Chuckie had to "go"...really bad. But Jan was already in there. He started calling her names and making comments about her mother. Well, it turns out Jan's mother abandoned her when she was little and she didn't find the comments acceptable at all. She attacked him. I can't figure Ted out. He hardly speaks to anyone. Mostly he just sleeps on the couch and cooks. He is a terrible cook and all he ever makes is Mac n Cheese or Cereal, but to his credit, he always makes enough for everyone...unlike some who hog the kitchen and only cook for themselves. Hmmm... I'm supposed to be here to learn to make friends. It seems that everyone but me appears to have brought their own. What gives? I am making progress, though. I now have 5 friends and 4 best friends. But that's a long way from 20... Apparently, Chuckie is having a little trouble getting along with more than just Jan. Oddly enough, he is one of my best friends. I know I have to make 20 friends, but I don't think all 7 of the others here will be among them. Fiona (seen here fighting with Chuckie) is also one of my friends, but Jan (at the stove) is not. Jan has a real superiority complex going on. She berates and argues with most everyone here. Once again, we've invited Mitch over. Yes, we are on a first name basis with the fireman now. This time, it was Jan who started the fire. But it was't because she can't cook. However, she was so bent on beating up on poor Chuckie that she forgot about the pan of chili she had cooking on the stove and it caught fire. What a horrible smell! Ugh... Today marks two weeks in this pit. I am best friends with half my cell mates and probably never will get along with the rest. Ted seems to have the hots for me, but if I try to talk to him, he gets all standoffish. I don't know if he's shy or just weird. I'm getting desparate and I started pouring my heart out to a total stranger who walked by the place today. I don't know how much longer I can stand it! Poor Chuckie...he expends most of his energy fighting with Jan and Fiona. He is constantly tangled up with one of them. Here, most of the beds are empty and poor Chuckie is still napping in his spaghetti. Okay, I won't say every minute of every day is horrible. I have to admit that maybe, after two weeks, I'm starting to come out of my hard shell a little bit. I now have 7 best friends. I still have a long way to go, but I think it is getting easier. Even Ted has opened up a little bit and we are having a good time together. Man! Trying to make and keep a bunch of friends, hold down a job, clean up after the slobs who live here, and keep the fire department on constant call is wearing me out! I got out of the car after work one day and just collapsed. I was completely drained. I admit I'm learning more about myself and my place in society here, but it it really taking a toll on me. Whoever is in charge of delivering groceries to the nuthouses is falling down on their job. I always have to call and remind them that we are out of food. It seems like we run out every other day! Poor Chuckie swears the hospital is running out of money and can't afford to feed us. He started panhandling today. It is embarassing! You'll never guess what happened...Ted and I have fallen in love. Beats me how we managed to develop this kind of relationship in this weird environment, but the fact is, we did and now I am REALLY motivated to get out of here. The problem now is, after 3 weeks I have 10 best friends. I'm halfway there...but I only know 5 other people. I've got to find time to meet someone new to be friends with. Such a dilemma... It's been 23 days now. I have to admit that I am not the girl I was when I came here. I have mellowed out a lot and I have a lot of friends! I am doing really well toward my goal. I have 13 friends now, 11 of them are best friends, and I have 10 other acquaintences that I am developing a relationship with. I've been working on my charisma and it seems to help in making friends. After our shower broke for like the 900th time, the maintenance crew finally brought us a new one. I thought I was going to catch a break from repairing the old one all the time, but danged if the crazies didn't break this one too! I discovered early on that repairpeople won't come to the nut house. If we break it, we gotta fix it...which translates to "I" have to fix it. Alright, I know I'm in an asylum...but who the heck is this guy! He hasn't been here before. We decided to have a little celebration in honor of the new year and even without any alcohol to pump us up, this dude who claimed to be "Father Time" shows up...I have definitely been here too long. Wow! What a night this turned out to be. Having lots of friends AND lots of roommates makes for a huge party! This is after a few people had already left. I guess the judge at my trial was right. I was to isolated. I am really enjoying having friends. These folks have become very special to me. When Treavor kicked a hole in the drums, we had to do without entertainment for a few days. I finally begged them to give us something and they brought this rockin' guitar! Now this is an instrument I can get into! How can these people be so inept??? This is the 22nd fire in 27 days. They all know how to cook, at least a little bit, but it seems like every other day, I'm calling Mitch to come put out the fire...again. Needless to say, he is one of my very best friends. I see him almost as much as I see my roommates! I did it! I did it! I did it! That is Nick Ross...my 20th best friend! I can't believe it. I really did it. And it only took me 30 days. Wow, it has only been a month? It feels like I've been in here forever. And so I called my therapist and told him the names of all 20 of my best friends. He said it was just a matter of filling out some paperwork now and then the judge would sign my discharge papers. I can't believe it! I'm leaving here. I was told that I would receive $20,000 to establish myself in a home here in town, if that is what I want to do. I do, I do, I do! And so, I bid farewell to Honey Creek. May I never darken these doors again. For those who care...
This has been the Asylum Challenge. My LTW was to make 20 best friends. My score was 270. I used no influence and lost no roommates or visitors to Death. My roommates accumulated 138 skill points and 28,000 aspiration points all on their own and we had 14 family friends. I was here for 30 days and now I am free. And I am a better Sim for having lived here.

Asylum Challenge I - Amelia Cross

Jun 2, 2012 by LIUBlueJeans
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    38 Comment(s) posted so far

    On Jun 27, 2006 Nanamouskoury wrote:

    Great story! Good thing she was able to leave this place! \:rah\:

    On Jun 27, 2006 SimplyDi wrote:

    You did a really nice job writing this! Congratulations on finishing! \:D

    On Jun 27, 2006 snidertree wrote:

    This was a very well written story. I am glad you finished the challenge without anyone dropping dead! \;\)

    On Jun 28, 2006 tephielea wrote:

    Great story!!\:rah\: \:rah\:

    On Jun 28, 2006 Trchook wrote:

    i loved your story, where do i get info on the challenge, and how did u get father time to come?
    \:wub\:

    On Jun 28, 2006 Vlana wrote:

    I do love this challenge ! Stories are great and very funny ! \:D

    On Jun 28, 2006 alexasrosa wrote:

    Loved it! Isn't this the best challenge ever? And no deaths....that's something \:rah\:

    On Jun 28, 2006 LIUBlueJeans wrote:

    When I counted the "memories", we had 22 fires during this challenge! The fact that no one died is just this side of a miracle!

    On Jun 28, 2006 Jubilant wrote:

    That is a miracle. no wonder the fireman was one of her first friends. Great job telling the story. The background info of why she was there, very original. I can not wait to try this chalenge. \:rah\:

    On Jun 28, 2006 zlwidow wrote:

    :P
    Excellant story!! Way to go! Loved that she got out, mine didn't...

    to answer the questions above, father time comes with the holiday party pack, and the challenge board at the sims 2 site, or the yahoo group for sims 2 challenges is where the idea came from.
    Cathy

    On Jun 29, 2006 sheneiney wrote:

    very original and creative. excellent challenge she had, i loved it\:\)

    On Jun 29, 2006 bradley310 wrote:

    I never read the stories on here, but today I got curious and took a look. Yours was the first one to grab my attention and I'm glad it did. I enjoyed it very much. Well written. I really felt bad for her and couldn't wait for her to get out.

    On Jun 29, 2006 cringo wrote:

    GREAT!! though most of your stories are way better than this. whats hapening to you??\:confused\: \:eek\:
    cringo\:P

    On Jul 1, 2006 LIUBlueJeans wrote:

    Hey Cringo...sorry you didn't like this one as well. All my stories can't be the same or they would get boring! Maybe you'll like the next one. Thanks for the comment anyway \:cool\:

    On Jul 4, 2006 SimsBarbie wrote:

    i enjoyed it......\:P

    On Jul 4, 2006 triss wrote:

    great story! and very well written \:\)

    On Jul 17, 2006 x0.freshaddikt wrote:

    I THink this was a great story it was well put together, and it was very understanding. Great Job.!\:rah\:

    On Aug 7, 2006 zlsuter wrote:

    great story\:rah\:

    On Aug 8, 2006 Olga2102 wrote:

    \:rah\: Lovely story!\:rah\:

    On Aug 9, 2006 wrote:

    \:confused\: how many stories are there are?\:confused\: \:confused\:

    On Sep 5, 2006 wrote:

    This was a funny story. It must have been hard to write because you really didn't have much influence on what happened in the house. (But that's the whole idea of the challenge, right?!) Thanks for the great story - I'm off to check out this challege and give it a try. \:\)

    On Sep 15, 2006 huntress2005 wrote:

    good one \:D

    On Sep 26, 2006 wrote:

    Funny!

    On Oct 7, 2006 Mistress Useless wrote:

    Those asylum challenges look hard!

    On Oct 22, 2006 chellefleur wrote:

    great story

    On Nov 13, 2006 wrote:

    \:rah\:

    On Dec 6, 2006 civetinja wrote:

    Thanks!!!! Nice story \:\)

    On Dec 9, 2006 kiwiana girl wrote:

    cool story

    On Dec 14, 2006 gilysse wrote:

    Thanks, this is good!

    On Dec 23, 2006 Pete789 wrote:

    \:rah\:

    On Jan 9, 2007 manuela55 wrote:

    \:D

    On Feb 11, 2007 Palina wrote:

    Great story!!!\:D

    On May 23, 2007 spacemouse wrote:

    Great story. \:\)

    On Jan 25, 2008 jadespacemonkey wrote:

    Unusual story...\:P

    On Oct 21, 2008 Catie-Cat wrote:

    \:confused\: interesting

    On Nov 11, 2008 saturrn wrote:

    great stuff

    On Nov 14, 2008 skyblue7377 wrote:

    fantastic story...really loved it

    On Sep 17, 2009 madea wrote:

    Excellent writing.

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