"Bernadette Torny Albion. Born October 26 Hair Color: Honey blonde. Green eyes, pale skin. Patient #1052" The metallic voice rings in my ears as the sound bounces off the too-clean walls. Surprisingly still pristine white. Journal Entry. June 7 Hello, my name is Bernadette, but my friends call me Birdie. Or, they would, if I had any friends. I've been a major nerd my whole life, with disapproving parents, family and friends. My dad is always away working and my mom's a drunk. Woo-hoo, go me. My mom's decided to move me to a doctor facility, she thinks something's wrong with me. No surprise there. I don't think the place is exactly what it advertises itself as. It's background is too clean and I'd never heard of it until a few months ago. Nobody leaves there. At least, during the day. She says I'm just being paranoid because of my anxiety. But I doubt she even remembers yesterday... -* Hello!! This is my first creepypasta fanfiction! I hope you like it, I don't really have anything planned out, but... oh well!! I have a few ideas of things and I was like "Why hasn't anybody thought of this?" So I decided to make my own fanfiction with my own ideas! Also, none of the art, including the cover, in this book is mine. (I could never draw that well in a million years *nervous, awkward laughter*) Anyways, enjoy! *-Alle Rechte vorbehalten
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