Taurus's pov
I growled at my parents as they tried pulling me out of the car. How dare they think they can send me off to some institution for mental people. Just cause I'm eighteen and weigh under 95 pounds means nothing.. I'm fine, just not hungry.
My dad finally had enough and pulled me out of the car and pulled me towards the door. I saw many other kids around my age or younger. A women asked my parents something then lead us to a room. I saw eleven other kids close to my age there.
"Taurus," the women said "These are the people in your support group and who you will be spending most of your time with."
I rolled my eyes at her words and looked at the kids. Yay they look so fun to hang out with.
"Aries raise your hand." A girl with purple pinkish hair raises her hand up barely needle marks covered some of her arm "That is your roommate Taurus."
"Joy.." I muttered "Nice to meet you I guess."
A bell rang and the women said it meant it was time for dinner. Shit.. I don't wanna eat. We were all given spaghetti except this girl in the group named Capricorn, I guess she was overweight, who got salad.
I was watched closely making sure I ate all my food. I wasn't aloud to leave unless I ate half of my meal. Already love it here...This is truly hell.
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