Being different is okay

March 11th, 1999

12:06a.m.

Some people with cool white coats tell me to lay down on the table. They put a weird white thingy over my head.

One lady says they're gonna do a cat scan, and I have to stay still. Super still. I try too, but then Georgie gets mad.

He rips the white thingy off my head. I yell at him. The people scream and cry. I don't get why. I'm..scared.

Georgie tells me it's okay, we're gonna get away from these evil people.

I nod and let him do what he needs to do. He helps me get up, then, like he does a lot, lets me step aside in my body.

I don't watch. He always tells me not too. I hear screams and someone yell, no!!

Please don't-. I close my eyes and Georgie leads us out of the evil place.