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He liked to volunteer in the psych ward of his local hospital. His real job was as a stockbroker, but the stresses got to him sometimes and he needed an outlet. In the past he’d turned to booze to relieve the pressure, but that had taken him to places he hoped never to revisit.

He didn’t know why it helped him so much to be in the hospital. He didn’t particularly like the crazies they made him work with; in fact he thought most of them were beyond help. He supposed it was really Anna that kept him coming back. Anna was just a little girl, maybe ten or twelve at the most. She shouldn’t really have been in the ward with the adults, but his small town wasn’t wealthy enough to have separate housing for minors. He felt sorry for all the kids who had to bunk with these terminal wackjobs. Or he would, if Anna weren’t the only one there under 35. That just made it sadder, he supposed. He felt a need to protect this little girl from the frightening company she kept, so he had promised himself never to leave as long as she was there.

Anna was probably the least screwed up person in that hospital. She had terrible anxiety any time she left the building. They said if she left she’d probably die from the shock of it. The only thing that seemed to make her feel better was talking, so he’d talk to her for hours on end about even the most inane topics. He felt a need to know everything about her; a need that transcended what should probably have been suitable for their relationship. But Anna seemed so happy when he talked to her that he could never bear to leave her for long. The only subject they avoided was her reasons for being in the ward. He felt that if there was a reason, she would tell him in her own time, and that if he pushed her he might break the connection they had to each other.


Their bond had been growing stronger every day. They were almost close enough to be brother and sister, so close that he no longer pretended to be working with the hospital. He quit his volunteering gig and came in every day, just to be with her. He seemed to even be helping with her anxiety, until one day he found her curled up into a ball on her bunk, sobbing quietly to herself. When he asked her what was wrong, she finally told him why she was in the hospital. She and her mother had been in a car accident with a drunk driver. Her mother had died as a result, and she had had to be hospitalized. She hadn’t talked for months after that. In fact, she had only started talking around the time he had started at the hospital.

Touched by the idea that he might have had some part in Anna’s healing, he felt brave enough to ask her if they’d caught the killer. She told him that they hadn’t, that that was why she couldn’t leave, she was so scared he’d come after her. He tried to comfort her, tell her that a drunk driver wouldn’t even remember her, but nothing helped. Finally, in desperation, he promised to kill the driver if he ever managed to get close to her. That got Anna’s attention, and though she was shocked at the statement’s brutality, it at least got her to stop crying. The rest of the day went normally, but he decided that he would talk to Anna’s doctor before he left.

He hadn’t talked to the doctor before, but everyone at the ward knew him, so he felt no qualms about introducing himself. When he asked about Anna, the doctor seemed extremely keen to hear what she’d said. Apparently no one knew why she was in the ward in the first place, they’d just found her wandering, bloody by the side of the road. Surprised, he told the doctor Anna’s story. At the end, the doctor leaned back in his chair and sighed. “Richard, what you’re telling me is very serious. There isn’t anyone named Anna in this ward. You had a nervous breakdown recently, and have been coming to the hospital for psychiatric sessions. However, you’ve been getting worse, not better. For the last month you haven’t left the ward. Tell me, Richard, do you remember the lat time you were at work?”


It was a stupid question. Or course he…no, he’d taken some vacation time off to spend with Anna. How had he forgotten that? But the doctor shook his head. “You were forced to take psychiatric leave. We believe you had some sort of traumatic event, one that triggered your breakdown, and subsequent hallucinations. From what you just told me, I’m inclined to believe you were responsible for an accident while drunk driving.”

He sat their, frozen in shock. This was impossible. He’d quit drinking… right about when he’d started at the ward. No. No. He couldn’t have… but it was rushing back, the erratic light from the headlights as he swerved, the screech of rubber as he saw them, the one, frozen second where he saw a 10-year-old girl screaming from the back seat. When he looked back, the doctor wasn’t there. Anna was sitting in the doctor’s place, saying nothing, just staring at him. He stared back for a second, and then had to look down. He felt so guilty. So, so guilty. And he had made a promise.


Richard picked up the scissors.


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61 thoughts on “Anna”

  1. Rather predictable. Knew immediately when he asked if they’d “caught the drunk driver.” Sorta strange question to ask in the situation. Still interesting though. Love these hallucination pastas.

  2. while i was reading, i was trying to figure out plot twists to the story (because it was a scary story and they where obviously trying to put in some scary plot twist) and that was the one thing i didn’t think of lol.

  3. Wow, I did not read This Book is Full of Spiders until a week ago, but I like the parallels so much that yes, that is canon now. She never actually died and is just haunting Richard the same way she haunted David.

  4. I suspect a real doctor wouldn’t have been so blunt about revealing the truth (or keep scissors in easy reach of his dangerously unstable patients), but from a story point of view it worked very well! Great story!

  5. I really enjoyed it! Thinking about it an reading the other comments I see why people say it is a predictable one. The ending was great but the doctor in front of him would stop him ;-) Nevertheless and I know I’m repeating myself, I appreciate your work with this pasta. Keep up the good work.

  6. really good but i had predicted the ending by the 3-4 paragraph and the ending made up for the predictabelness (not sure if thats a word)… ill give it a 9 1/2-

  7. Well done. I could tell something was wrong with Anna, although I couldn’t quite guess what it was. I thought the ending section, where the doctor tells him he’s a patient, dragged on – once we know that the man is a patient you don’t need to go through so much of his thought processes afterwards. Just having the doctor say something that cues his memory of the accident is enough.
    The last sentence is just great.

    1. Same here for me, since I have worked in some psych wards before it struck me as odd that they would let a random stock broker in to do volunteer work (or a type of volunteerig work that involves interacting with patients at least), and let alone him enjoying being there so much since there’s mostly a heavy atmosphere in psychiatric wards, (even though some patients may be nice to talk with, it would be unusual for a person who hasn’t been prepared to look forward to being there after quitting volunteering work, and even more inappropiate for the staff to allow a grown man to be in a little girl’s quarters alone). There are also some things about Anna’s admittance to the psych ward that are a bit confusing and made me see where it was all going. But it’s a well written pasta and I congratulate the author, if this is your first pasta ever I’m really looking forward to reading the experimental one you mentioned :)

      1. yea, im working in a mental health unit right now, and we do not allow any volunteers to come in, only friends and family for visitation

  8. Nice! Sort of predictable and could have been delivered in a different way, much more in a "complete the puzzle" kind of way, but excellent story, and great writing. Keep up the good job!

  9. Yeah, well written apart from a few silly grammar mistakes but still rated it 10/10 because the pastas have been terriawful lately.

  10. Okay, OP here. An explanation of my pasta: this is the first one I’ve written, and I wanted to do a typical one to explore how they work. Once submissions are back, I have a more experimental one I hope will get put up. I’m glad people like my story though, I wasn’t really expecting the positive response I’m getting. Thanks you guy. And I totally didn’t notice the "their" instead of "there". Such a facepalm.

  11. It was good, but was one of those pastas where the writer leaves nothing to the imagination of the reader. The author tells us everything. So that decreases the creepiness a little. Also, I’ve been noticing the quality of the third person pastas are way better than the first person ones. So potential writers, take notes. Overall, I liked it. However, I facepalmed at "He sat their…" Really?

  12. It wasn’t creepy in any way at all. It was well written and kept my interest. I saw what was coming before you had even said it though. 6/10

    1. Why do you have to be such an asshole? That was a great story and yeah I know I’m being a hypocrite for always saying people have their own opinions and we can’t argue with that but it just makes me so tucking upset when one of you morons decides to be negative about everything and say a great story was horrible and didn’t deserve its rating so why don’t you just shut the fuck up and accept it ok?

    2. That story was awesome. Now why don’t you go to your nanny for a nice cuppa hot tea and go back to reading your Harry Potter books eh?

      1. Wait a minute, what’s wrong with Harry Potter and tea? I love Harry Potter, and I thought this was a very good pasta. There’s no need to blame a great book series for a flamer :(

  13. :D A creepy pasta that’s actually creepy? And a sad one at that! This was very well written, if not a little predictable… However, I enjoyed it, would eat again 9.5/10

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