 Is it likely for William to have a normal life in the future?
Charity Case By JIM HARMON Illustrated by [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Galaxy Science Fiction December 1959. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] Certainly I see things that aren't there and don't say what my voice says—but how can I prove that I don't have my health? When he began his talk with "You got your health, don't you?" Why couldn't what he said have been "The best things in life are free, buddy" or "Every dog has his day, fellow" or "If at first you don't succeed, man"? Not if you believe me. The first thing I can remember, the start of all this, was when I was four or five somebody was soiling my bed for me. I took long naps morning and evening so I could lie awake all night to see that it wouldn't happen. But in the morning the bed would sit there dispassionately soiled and convict me on circumstantial evidence. For punishment, he locked me in a windowless room and told me to sit still until he came back. It wasn't so bad a punishment, except that when Dad closed the door, the light turned off and I was left there in the dark. Being four or five, I didn't know any better, so I thought Dad made it dark to add to my punishment. One day, to prove me a liar, he opened and closed the door a few times from outside. Alone in the dark, I wouldn't have had it so bad if it wasn't for the things that came to me. Because they were real, I talked about them as if they were real, and I almost earned a bunk in the home for retarded children until I got smart enough to keep the beasts to myself. My mother and father must have been glad when I was sent away to reform school after my thirteenth birthday party, the one
 no - he seems to have a lot of demons that will impact his life
 yes - he knows how to take care of himself  no - he will probably waste all of his money  yes, if he ignores the jabberwocks  no - he seems to have a lot of demons that will impact his life