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Oh, de prime abord, elle ne paraît pas folle.... c'est bien là le problème.
Les cinglés, on s'en méfie. On a pour habitude de voir gigoter les guignols, "blehnlah!!" s’égosillant, les mains en l'air. Peu importe que ça soit chouette d'écrire et de lire des récits remplis de malades, une fois devant la réalité d'énergumènes pas nets, on devient comme tout le monde : de sacrée fiottes.  Dans le métro, on fait mine de regarder ailleurs, et on prie : "pourvu qu'il s'approche pas de moi, la honte!"
Faut pas être gêné par la réalité les loulous, on appelle cela "l'instinct de survie".
Voilà pourquoi un fou qui paraît fou, c'est mille fois plus rassurant.

Aussi, ne vous fiez pas trop à son calme et son silence, lorsque ses doigts délicats tournent les pages d'un bouquin de plus.
Plusieurs s'y sont risqués, à rester près d'elle. L'agneau parmi les loups, une femme chétive trop vite grandi. On se dit qu'elle n'est "qu'une folle inoffensive", un petit sourire niais, et trois mots lancés à son encontre....ah, quel con vous faites. Une fois qu'elle lève son regard sur vous, putain... Votre politesse coule au fond d'un puits sans corde.  
Sa tête se penche. Elle ouvre ses yeux en grand....trop, menaçant, plop!, de les faire sauter de leur orbite. Déjà qu'elle n'est pas canon, avec ses cheveux gras, plus noir que les latrines d'un cancéreux. Mais là on touche à un grand cru, le millésime des cinglées. Une face hâve, aux globes oculaires injectés de sang, et juste à ce moment, maintenant, sa lèvre inférieure qui se retrousse par dessus une rangée de dents trop dévoilées.

Inutile d''ignorer son visage dorénavant, vous risquez de l'imaginer encore au fond de votre lit une fois la lumière éteinte.
Comme deux faces d'une belle pièce de monnaie, vous vous êtes fait entuber. Tu pourras rien acheter avec, duchenouille.

Que faire ? Si vous fuyez, est-ce qu'elle va se transformer en démon et vous bouffer ? Nan, vous déconnez à peine, cette fille n'est pas nette.

Avant même de vous décider, voilà que son expression prend de l'élan, s'envole jusqu'à votre mémoire pour ne rester qu'un méchant souvenir. Ses prunelles s’éteignent, et au milieu de la cohue qui règne dans le salon de l'asile  elle vous oublie, replonge calmement dans son livre...et tourne une page.

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