I need help. I'm different. That's what people tell me. So my mom sent me off to a boarding school for troubled teens called Winston Academy for Teens. I'm different here too, even among people that are different. Unlike the others, i'm not here for drug or acahol addiction, or even for self harming. No. I'm here for not being able to escape my own mind. I can only see whats going on in my mind. I see monsters and demons around me, even when i know its just teens that need help. I sometimes can see whats going on around me, but usually not. Thats until I meet four boys of whom when they are around i can see the real world. They are my escape. They are what gets me out of my mind.All Rights Reserved
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