Psycho (lashton)✔

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//Ashton//

Therapy groups were the worst thing about Havershem. They weren't even therapy groups. At least, not for us anyway.

There was the block of people who weren't seen as much of a threat to others who got to go to the actual therapy sessions and then there were us. The people who were seen as too insane and crazy and murderous to be around other people except at lunch times. The people who had committed crimes too horrible and messed up for people to want to talk about or hear about at therapy sessions.

Cells away from mine there was one woman, or should I say girl, called Becky in one of the cells on my block who, as soon as she got her license, crashed her car on purpose, killing her mother and her younger brothers in the process. A week later, she killed her father in a car crash, in the same place, on the same day. A week after that, her brother was killed in a car crash too but the rumours say she was trying to kill herself too. What makes her crazy is that she admitted it.

There was another girl called Karina who was only 14 when she skinned her first victim alive. The remaining body parts were found chopped up around her mother's bed room and the skin hung in her closet. Her mother slept in her room that night... for a lot longer than she bargained for.

Another 'patient' on my block was Jack who has a chronic disorder which means he kills a lot of people and doesn't bother to cover up the evidence. There was Alex who no one knows what he did to get in here because he sewed up his own mouth in order to not spill any of the evidence from his crimes. There was Kane who raped a girl and then killed her, there was Jane and Lisa and James and the list goes on.

But they didn't scare me at all. What scared me was the blonde boy soon to be thrown into my cell with me.

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a/n hey beck dats U
hey KARI nah dats U
friend goals or what
~Teddy