After being checked into Corvallis Farm Home High School And Psychiatric Hospital (dubbed Psych-School or C.P.H.S. by the other patients), Magena Mai Abque is forced to come to terms with her past and present mental state. Stuck in the middle of no...
I was hanging out by myself on the main floor, and a huge crash came from upstairs. Two staff members rushed upstairs, and soon here was yelling. I sat on the couch, quietly watching everything. One of the kids came downstairs and looked at me. I waved, and he smirked. "I'm Ray," he said.
"I'm Magena," I said. Ray smiled. His smile went away hen one of the staff members came downstairs. He began talking to Ray, but before I could process what he was saying, Ray cut him off by going down the hall that led to the backyard. Normally, you'd have to unlock it, but Ray broke the handle and shoved the door open.
"Ray!" The staff member shouted. Ray didn't listen. I looked out the window behind me. I saw ray run as fast as possible, jump, and began CLIMBING THE FENCE. He made it to the top and hoisted himself over the barbed wire. Ray climbed down the other side about two feet, then jumped down and began running.
"We got a runner! This is Brandon from F.E.!" The staff member, who's name I assumed was Brandon, said into the walkie talkie that every staff member carried with them. "Yes, contact the officers." He said.
Was this something that happened a lot? A patient tries to escape? I wonder how far Ray will make it. Will he be caught? And if they caught Ray, would they put him in the solitary housing for a few days or weeks, or will he be in juvie? My mind was buzzing with questions along with anxiety.
The only thing that would lead you back to town besides the main roads were the train tracks that weren't used anymore. They brought you back to the edge of town. Once you make it there, you're probably safe. But, that's about a ten-mile run. The tracks were pretty close to here, I bet Ray's already running down them.
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By Friday morning, a lot of the kids assumed Ray had made it. We were congratulating him back at the farm home. He was one of the three other patients in the past year who'd been gone for longer than twelve hours. He'd made it, and we were proud of him. It took guts and energy and perseverance to get out of here.
Saturday around seven thirty pm, a squad car pulled up to F.E. We all went to the window, to see what was going on. A police officer stepped out of the car. And she rang the doorbell at the front of the gate, waiting for a staff member to come out. Brandon went out and unlocked the front gate. The female officer talked to Brandon for about two minutes before opening the back of the car. And Ray was in the back. She helped him out, took off his handcuffs, and Brandon let Ray in.
When Ray came inside, all of us came up to him. "Ray! Tell us what it was like!" "How far did you make it?" "Where'd you stay??" All these questions and more hammered Ray. Laughing he said, "Okay, okay, go into the common room, and I'll tell you the story."
We all sat around the table. Ray came in behind us and sat down with us. His gray Oregon State hoodie was a bit muddy, and his jeans were, too. "Once I got over the fence, I headed to the first place any of us would go if we escaped." He said.
"You went to the train tracks!" One of the girls said. She looked about twelve.
