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Unstable
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Nov 28, 2017
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Dear Ms. Wright,

The Amethyst Adams Center would like to formally welcome you.
Our program aims to help troubled youth, as yourself, and allow them to heal and succeed in the process. The Center is a luxurious mental health facility for the children of elite and wealthy families; ages range from thirteen to eighteen. With our individual and group therapeutic sessions, mental and physical health clinic, hospitality, and renowned professionals  our faculty and staff promise a safe environment for recovery. We have the best doctors, physicians, therapists, and overall mentors and faculty members working with us. 
Rules, regulations, and guidelines are linked down below as well as your schedule, dorm, teachers, doctors, therapist, and other important information. 
We are very excited to have you join and if you have any questions and/or concerns don't hesitate to send an email our way.

Regards
The Amethyst Adams Center Administration
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"You will meet together every Wednesday." She says with a smile, jotting down something on her clipboard. I grab my dry erase marker and start to scribble furiously on my white board. I flipped the side over to face the therapist and she read aloud. "I don't even know who this person is." "You can't isolate yourself, Wynter. Friends are nice to have around, for encouragement, to laugh with, and sometimes even cry with." She says and I shake my head vigorously. "Wynter, you make yourself think you don't need anyone's help or company, because you are scared. You've been hurt too much, so you put this defensive wall up, that no one can break down." She says and I frown at her. "It's time to let those walls down, honey." She pats my knee and I shake my head again. "And this is the person that's going to help you do it." '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· Wynter Adams hasn't spoken in eight years. No one knows why, or what happened to make her this way. She attends therapy and when she refuses or her behavior becomes destructive she stays over night at Mercies Children's Hospital. When she's given an assignment from her therapist to spend her afternoon with another patient she refuses, but the therapist insists this is her cure. He is her cure. Asher Linn has been in intensive care and therapy for his temper, for running away from home five times, and for his alcoholism. His therapist recommended some medication to help with his mood swings. But Asher became sick of them and was immediately engulfed in the arms of depression. Asher agrees to meet up with this 'other patient' just so he could escape the hospital. But everything doesn't go according to plan. '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· '·.¸¸.·''¯'··._.· Read more to find out what happens in: Better Together
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Breaking free (GxG)

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My name is Brooklyn Robert. I'm 17, head cheerleader since my freshman year, I have fair grades and people always compliment me on my looks even though I see myself as completely ordinary. I have to admit that my life includes indeniable advantages. My mother, Laurence Robert - pronounced in French s'il vous plaît - is a worldwide renowned fashion designer, meaning that I have quite a lot of pocket money along with a huge property to my disposal. For a teenager who just gets started in life, those assets may lead one to believe that I have all the tools to be happy and successful. But I'm not. I reached the bottom so fast and so hard that I couldn't see a way out. I was trapped in a dark hole with no issue. I was so tired that my only desire was to end it. I wanted it so bad that I swallowed two bottles of sleeping pills and I let myself be taken away by that haunting darkness. But it didn't work. I'm still here, alive and ready to die. #1 sexualorientation #2 suffering #11 girlxgirl __________________________ [Explicit content. May be triggering (rape, suicidal thoughts, sexual assault, violence, revenge porn...). Please take care of yourselves.]