Chapter 1

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Stokeley

"I here by proclaim Stokeley Goulbourne guilty of the murder of Scott Israel. Since you are mentally unfit for prison, you will be sent to a mental health facility" The judge said loudly. I put my head down, knowing I would hate it there.

My lawyer sighed. "Stokeley, don't do anything dumb okay? I'll let you talk to your family before you leave" he said. I nodded and was soon taken to some room, where my parents and siblings sat. "My baby" my mom cried. "Chill mom, I'm gonna get better" I reassured her. She nodded and hugged me tightly.

My dad stood up, walking to me and giving me a hug. "I'm disappointed, but I still love you, please be safe Stokeley" I nodded. I hugged my siblings, who were crying to much to say anything. I reassured everyone that I would see them again, and that this place would "fix" me.

After that, I was taken to a bus, where I was cuffed to a seat and sat there for a few hours, humming songs the whole time. There were others on the bus, but I was told they were being taken to the actual prison. They would take me to the facility afterwards.

After what felt like days, we pulled up to a very large white building. It terrified me, but I was also told that I would have a nice roommate. A man on the bus helped me out of my seat, leading me to the building. As soon as I walked in it felt peaceful, I had no idea why.

"Hi, you must be Stokeley" a pretty lady said. I nodded. "I'm Lorraine, and I'm the medicine distributor. I'll have Tracy lead you to your room and then William, your therapist, will come and talk with you. Your roommates name is Michael and he's very friendly" she said cheerfully.

I smiled at her and some other lady talked to the guard that brought me in. The cuffs on my hands were soon removed. "Stokeley, if you run now you can escape" the voice said. I should probably name him something. "I don't gotta name bitch ima voice, now run" I shook my head.

"Everything alright?" Lorraine asked. "Yeah, can i have some water please?" She nodded and I soon had a bottle of water with a straw. "Thank you ma'am" she smiled brightly and I was escorted to my room by who I'm assuming is Tracy. "Michael?" She said quietly as we walked in. It smelled good in here, like my room at home.

"Yes?" A boy sat up. He was kind of cute, not my type. He kind of looked like a lizard to be honest. "This is stokeley, your new roommate." He nodded and smiled at me. Everyone is so nice here considering I killed someone. "Hi, I'm Michael, you can call me Mikey or trippie" I nodded and sat on the bed across from his.

Tracy left, and Michael looked at me. "You're cute" he blurted out before covering his mouth. "Sorry! I have no impulse control" he blushed, his light skin making it more noticeable. "Its aight, thank you" he covered his face. "So why you here?" I asked him. "Uhh, I, um, I'll tell you another time"

I nodded, not planning in telling him I killed someone. "Stokeley?" A deep voice said from the doorway. I looked over at the older black man. "Hi, I'm William. If you don't mind, can you answer a few questions?" "I don't mind" and with that him and I talked in his office for a few hours.

"Thank you Stokeley,  you really opened up. Lorraine will have some medication you are gonna have to take. It'll help with the voices" thank God. "Alright, thank you sir. What time is dinner? I'm really hungry." "In a few minutes, Michael should be able to help you out a lot. You have all day access to a pantry full of snacks, a fridge with some more snacks and drinks, and the outdoor area is open from 5 am to 11 pm"

I nodded and he took me back to my room. "Isn't it fuckin great here?" Michael cheered. I nodded and saw some clothes laid on my bed. "Oh, Tracy brought those in. She said your family brought a shit ton of your clothes" I smiled at the note from my mom. 'Hey honey. Your father and I looked into the place you're at. Its really great, they have a pool! I really hope you get better, love mama'

"Can I call you Stoke?" "Sure" "okay, stoke, at dinner you'll sit with me and my friends. They are fun, I hope you'll like them" he smiled. "I hope I do to, ima need a lot of friends while I'm here"

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Chapter one, this book is gonna be good, I found my journal that had a bunch of ideas in it so this is one of them. I hope you enjoy it.

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