Chapter 1:I swear I'm not crazy

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Once again I was in the psychiatric ward.I had been there so many times that almost everyone there knew me by name and I knew them.

I was in my room , since my parents were poor ,I had a basic room a bed,plain white walls ,one possession (my journal  ) and a window that looked out to the city.

I had one friend there he had been there as long as I had ,we had the same 'problem' .He was 15 and I was 14 , I have been there since I was 9 and he was 10 .

Our 'problem' was that we would hallucinate .We would think that we could control things with our mind. For example,when I was 5 I 'thought' I could move the dolls in my doll house without touching them but my parents said I just stared at the dolls laying there for hours.

Joey (my only friend) used to think he was moving his cars but he just stared at them.Pretty weird,right?RIGHT!!!!

Sorry,sometimes me and Joey act more crazy so we stay ,we can't leave are families live miles apart and we can't live without each other.

Once we were both out of the Psychiatric ward and it was torture.
I had no friends and I couldn't go to a school as I don't have one . I have been  taught everything by either my parents or the nurses and doctors. I had nothing to do, nothing to distract me from the pain.

I hurt to be so far away from him. I would feel physical pain , it felt like a knife in my stomach. The doctors couldn't explain it, neither could I. Joey said he felt it too, he said we might be connected in some way.

Well that is all you need to know about us. Now you can start the real story.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 04, 2018 ⏰

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