I Don't Know If I Belong Here

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Be Jake:

It's lunch time here at the detention center, as they call it.

I've met some people here. I don't remember their names sometimes. The only one I haven't forgotten is Kurloz. He's a very creepy fellow. He's mute and sewed his lips shut when he was 16. He can mumble words, but I can never decipher them. We write notes back and forth to talk.

I forget the people I meet a lot of the time. They have to reintroduce themselves. They tell me the same stories a lot. Today I told Kurloz that I'd tell him and his friend why I'm here.

I arrive at our lunch table with my usual slop of the day. I sit in between the catlike girl and Kurloz. He seems to have invited someone else to join us.

The extra person had long blonde hair, with purplish tinted grey eyes, her bangs almost covered her face, she wouldn't have been able to see if she didn't have bobby pins holding them back. All of our jackets had our last names printed on them, for lunch all they did was undo the buckle holding our arms to our backs. Her's read "Lalonde".

I got my paper ready, I looked directly at the girl as I read my note aloud after I'd finished. "I'm here because I attempted to kill my father."

Lalonde looked at me with shock then spoke quietly, "I'm here because attempted to summon ancient monsters to kill my mother..."

Kurloz wrote down something, moving it between the cat girl and I. It read, "I'm here because after I called the police when my father beat me, they sent me to an foster home and I threatened the people I lived with.."

The cat girl flipped the paper over and wrote, "I'm here because my mother thought I needed to be taught how to be human, since I act like a cat so much. She thought I'd gone bonkers. Plus I might've gotten high a few times.."

I looked at Lalonde, "How long have you all been here?" I looked to Kurloz and the cat girl to make sure they understood. Kurloz and cat girl were signing each other. (As in sign language). Lalonde thought for a moment, "1 to 2 years. I was supposed to be picked up a year or so ago. My mother drinks so much that she probably has forgotten my existence by now. I was dragged here a day before my 9th birthday.." she said with a frown, she poked at her sludge.

Cat girl moved a note towards me it read, "I've been here for 7 months."

Kurloz wrote that he's been here for a half year. He's supposed to go home in a month.

I said to them all, "I leave on my little sisters 6th birthday. I've been here for one month. My sister turned 5 the day after I attacked my father. I left on her birthday.. she didn't look that sad when I left.."

Janey is hopefully visiting today. She said she would come around 12, lunch goes from 11 to 1. It's like lunch plus a social hour.

It's around 11:55. I chat with Lalonde as we're all moved into the social room. That's when I see her. That beautiful girl. Those wonderful eyes. I run up to her, picking her up, twirling her around. She giggles, "Hi Jakey."

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(I know the Lalonde's don't have long hair and I know a lot of people don't exactly fit their profiles in here. Don't flip your fucking shit at me. I've watched Homestuck. I know how they actually are, it's a fan fiction, nothing in it is exactly the same story as Homestuck. If every story here were all the same, no one would read anything because like I said, IT'D BE THE SAME STORY OVER AND OVER. It's my story and I write what I want. Plus since Calliope is related or whatever to "Lord English" I figured it kinda made sense. So leave me alone about that shit.)

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