Your P.O.V
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I was looking around the Ranch. What a glorious place. The water was crystal clear and reminded me of a diamond. The trees were a luscious green. But even after all the tranquility the surroundings brought me, I was still left petrified.
The Ranch, on the outside, was a beautiful place. It looked like a fine establishment meant to be a rehab to troubled young kids.
Oh how wrong that was.
My name is y/n and I am a survivor of the Ranch.
As I got to this horrendous place, I was just as oblivious as everyone else.
A bright-eyed, childlike sense of wonder was washed upon me when I arrived.
But as I got deeper into this place, it became my own personal nightmare.
The walls were closing in on me and I cried almost everyday.
They don't just 'help you', they torture you.
I'm trying to escape but they've turned society and everyone else against me.
I hope someone finds me. Please.
Diary Entry #1
Dear Diary,
Why? Why did I get sent here?
I miss my sister and I'm pretty sure she might be dead.
Dr.Phil isn't a doctor.
He isn't there to help you in the show.
He's there to publicly humiliate you then send you to your own personalized Hell.
Why?
Why do they hate me? Why don't I fight back?
I'm probably going to die here.
Don't come to the ranch....
Don't come
- Y/n
- Day 47 -
As I finished writing, I pray.
Is this how they 'rehab' the bad kids into becoming good?
Somebody save me before they force me to 'study'.
Ha, what a lie.
All you do is get strapped to a chair and then tortured while they are feeding you lines.
The walls are closing in.
I have to go....
Remember me..........
