By my 2ed week of this program it felt like a home to me. I had my own room and the people I lived with where awesome as, my dad visited every chance he got but my mum only came once. Witch I was fine with. On my 16th birthday I got sick so I could go home and spend it with my family. But I was sick so I just stayed in bed, I knew it was time, I was ready to go home. So I packed my room up at the program and had the awkward goodbye hugs and left. That place was the savoir and also my home for 3 mouths. The first thing I did was texted Tara saying "thank you", she was there for me and with me all though it all. She visited me in the hospital and kept me sane when I needed to someone. I had this boy I liked I thought he was so special and right as I left steps he asked me out. I was so goddamn happy. The next weekend I had a birthday party and I had my school friends and this boy come. But how silly who could love a suicidal girl.
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RandomSo hi. I know no one is gonna read this but here we go. This is all true so please don't make fun of me. Also i have dyslexia so ha goodluck xx
