After the 24 hours of sitting in the hospital pass, they finally have me a bed ready in a mental hospital that is almost 2 hours away and they said I could be staying at least an week. I'm still scared though and cry as I get in the car with the cop that will be taking me.
... About an hour and a half to two hours later we make it there, I fell asleep on the ride from crying so much plus it was dark by the time we made it. There was two cops a younger one and older, I have to wait a few minutes in the car while they wait for someone to come out, the younger one opens my door while the older one hands the papers to a young girl. Which I honestly thought was a teenager herself.
She takes me inside into this big long halfway and she asks my name, and I tell her. She can tell I'm nervous as she tells me to have a seat in a room. Of course i do so, and another women comes back in with a bunch of papers which I have to sign, which at the time of my first admission into a mental hospital I was 11 or 12 which they didn't have a room on the younger side so i was with the older teenagers.
Time passed, and it was like 2 in the morning before they took me from that room, of course they had to check me and stuff which was very uncomfortable but I did as I was told before she took me to my room.
