no one is eating there own tongue or talking to the wall we are just like you just without shoelaces we sing the songs on the raido we kiss when staff is not looking it is like camp except no one owns a razor at night we whisper secrets and all boys flood the toliet except if you bite they restrain you and stick a needle in your butt we are a family rather dysfunctional family at night you can hear screams from the poor soul who misbehaved the person who's restrained screams I have to go to the bathroom! this goes on for some time finally it gets through to me and I relieve myself when I walk out of the bathroom I leave the water running so she can hear I tell her Guess what I just did? She screams at me the staff member smiles at me sometimes screaming brats deserved to be tortured that's all we are screaming brats teenager who just don't get it we are you except we have scars except we wake to med call once in awhile a real crazy comes in they faint and talk back to themselves in a few days the medskicks in and the real person is back the people on lithuim shake whatever Charles is on makes him fart all the time he sits at the other side of the room Melissa twitches in her sleep on the weekends the good ones get to visit home the others hang around and wait from food from home we all have the same wish we all want home once we get there the majority of us come back the real world becomes too scary Hillside becomes a vacation spot when things get to real back home it doesn't make you better it just keeps you alive we are ust like you we are creatures of habitBirth sign: Not entered
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