Georgetown Behavior Health Institutions

April 8th 2016

My bus arrives around 8:05am, as I do everyday I get off the bus and I go to the practice rooms. In the practice rooms there are pianos. I usually spend all my morning in there until the first period, and then my first period class is piano, so all I have to do is go to the teacher and ask her if I can just stay in there, every time she says yes unless she has to go over something but then after that she would let me go back. Well around 8:20 or so, I notice that there was a cop kinda by the room I was in. I didn't pay any mind to it because I forgot that I wrote on the wall! Around 8:30 I got up and tried to leave, then the cop told me I needed to stay in the room. I thought that there was like a fight going on down the hall or something, Well after the bell rings which is at 8:35 and the hall clears the cop is still there. maybe after 2 minutes go by Washington which is an Assistant principle came into the room and asked me to go with them. The cop patted me down making sure I didn't have anything. They took me to the cop's office which is in the front office of the school. They sat me down and they told me that they found some writing on the walls, they took my backpack and took out my work and compared the lettering to my school work. I knew iv'e done wrong, I honestly didn't think anyone would care, I obviously was not thinking straight. There was about 8 people total in that room. At first I felt like I was under pressure and I was scared so I asked if I could only speak to one person. They agreed and everyone but the chief of police left. I told him everything, everything that happened with Dalton everything that happened with Justin, how I hurt my self how I cry my self to sleep a lot. How i feel so out of place from every one. He told me that everything was going to be okay, but Washington was going to charge it as a "terroristic threat" which falls into a category 3 felony. After he talked to me they called my Mother. They explained to her what happened and told her that they were going to take me to the juvenile probation office. They never put me in hand cuffs, the chief of police knew me, he knew what i had done was not me, that he knew i fully regretted it and was going to make this as easy as possible for me, so they told me to follow them so they can take me to the probation place. By the time i got there my mother, father, grandfather, and grandmother were outside waiting for me. The look of disgust and just disappoint my grandfather and father gave me was cold. My mother was in tears because she knew what was going to happen. I went into a little court office in front of the judge and they asked me if i would like to write a statement. I knew i was guilty, and that it was pointless in trying to fight this, because if i refused and denied that it was me, they would pin me for it because all evidence pointed back to me. So i wrote a statement. I told everything. I told the truth, and i told them that i was the one who wrote those things on the wall. They then assigned me to a place called "Bluebonnet Trails" which is a human resource place, they can pretty much help people with anything. They did what they call an evaluation. They asked me questions about my depression. I told them that i self harm and that how i felt about everything. After about an hour or so talking to this lady, they took me back to the probation office. I then met Ashley New. She was going to be the one handling my case. We went through a few things and she told me that before she can go any further that she must by law send me to George Town Behavior Health Institution, which is a mental hospital. The reason being is because i was having thoughts oh homicide and suicide. This place is supposed to help with that, She told my parents that I had to leave tonight, and that if i do not go tonight to GBHI that they will take custody of me and take away my rights in a court of law and i will be forced to go anyways. Ms.New released me back into custody of my parents and i was able to go home and pack my things before having to go to GBHI. On my way home of course my parents are lecturing me about what i have done and what was going to happen.  The probation officer told me that they were going to send me to the detention placement but she wasn't going to when she can send me there so I can get "help" We didn't get home until around 7 in the evening.  GBHI is about an hour drive. We officially left the house around 8:15. By the time we got to GBHI it was 9:30, when i went in there they took me into a room that i stayed in for around 2 in a half hours. Finally after having to explain my story about 15 times, i finally got into what they call the "adolescent unit" when I got up there, everyone was already asleep. When you walk into the room there is a classroom set of chairs a TV that is in a glass box three tables and a few lawn chairs. They assigned me to a room. Room 214. When I went in there, obviously I have a roommate. In the rooms they have a shelve you are able to put your clothes and belongings on. Of course it being my first night i was not able to sleep, so I started organizing my stuff. After I was finished I sat on my bed and hugged my pillow. I could feel how slow time was moving, I felt like i was going even more insane as every minute would just tick by. After what felt like 15 minutes go by, my roommate sits up, and then looks at me. He then gets up and goes to the bathroom, I didn't know who was scared more, me because i didn't know why he was in here, or him for going to sleep with no one in his room then wake up to see some kid siting in the bed next to him hugging a pillow. When he came back to his bed, he asked me if i was okay. I didn't say anything out of shyness and fear. He then told me that he understands how hard the first night is, and that this place isn't that bad. He then rolled over and went back to sleep. I finally laid down and drifted to sleep. But before i knew it the Staff were coming into the rooms and turning on the lights telling everyone to wake up.