I joined the drama crew at the Institute. Soon the rumors from middle school got around. I started to believe them. I already wasn't getting visitors anyway. I was a mistake.
That week was a veritable hell. I didn't eat. I didn't sleep. I didn't talk.
I had the idea to commit suicide. The facility had suicide proof hooks that were impossible to kill myself on so I waited until we went to the Golden Gate Bridge the next week on a trip.
On our way there, I formulated my plan. I was going to wait until I the guides looked away and then I would jump.
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De TodoA Broadway actor makes a daring attempt to achieve their acting goals
