December 2nd, 2013; 6:51 am.
Dear Luke,
I slept for awhle. I woke up because I was tired of drifting in and out of sleep. I decided I wanted to write to you early, so I could try and not think about you for the rest of the day.
I hate this place. I just want to go home and try to have a normal life. Being in here makes you feel like there's something wrong with you.
I was thinking about my childhood and comparing it to other kids's. I realize now that growing up without a family really does effect you, when you're a child and when you're older. It makes you feel like you're forever by yourself, and that there will never be anyone you can trust.
The guard at my door was humming and singing the chorus of one of your songs. At first I tried to ignore him, but I couldn't take it. I sat in the far corner, plugging my ears. I could still hear him. I don't know if I was actually hearing him or if it was just stuck in my head, but I couldn't make it stop. I started crying and all the emotions started coming back.
I sat in that corner and cried for a good hour, I think.
I wouldn't know, they don't keep glass clocks in here.
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