I never thought that a simple dare could turn into something dangerous, but I guess I was wrong. I was just supposed to go into the house and grab something to bring back to my friends. It never turned out the way I hoped though. Going into that house only made things worse. I’m not the same person anymore. I’ve changed. I was supposed to be in California going to college, dating hot college guys, and lying out in the sun at the beach. Instead, I’m living in a psychiatric hospital at the age of eighteen.
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