The summer job.

The summer job.

  • WpView
    Reads 117
  • WpVote
    Votes 23
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
WpMetadataReadComplete Fri, Jun 12, 2015<5 mins
Dear diary, Today I got a job at a mental hospital, I have to be the kids friends. These are kids dealing with mostly schizophrenia. Some are sociopaths or psychos. My mom made me get the job. Why world I want to hang out with retards. I read my diary from earlier this summer. I was wrong. (sorry if this is offensive in any way the point of views expressed from this character is hers not mine)
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • The Working Life
  • I never want to say goodbye; a John Laurens x Reader
  • My life
  • The Legend of Typing Obamas
  • Dear Diary
  • Purple Haze (Reo x Reader - Friends to Lovers Romance)
  • Satosugu fics
  • lσvє mє mσrє
  • The Forbidden Romance
  • Diaries Of A Directioner

Ugh! Work! Yeah, I know. Who likes working? You know unless you have your dream job or something. Yeah, I don't. Not yet anyway. But I presume this not-journal to be way less dramatic and funny. I don't see myself finding friends like I did in school and university. Even if I do get friends, they're gonna be grown-ups. Eww! And yes, I'm well aware I'm a grown up too. But even though I look like I'm twenty-one, my mind works like an eight-year-old. FYI, I'm older than twenty-one, so... Okay, job not-journal, here we go!

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines