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Institutionalized
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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2013
I don't belong here.     I don't belong in a mental institute, for I am not crazy. I am sane, and they are real. THEY came. They will free me from this Hell. They will come.     I don't belong here.                                                       {~*~}     Darkness surrounds me as I lean against the padded wall, resting my head on one of the many patches used to stich up the holes. these four walls are the only things that keep me company, besides my derranged thoughts. The doctors say I will leave once they can fix whatever is the matter with me, but they'e said that ever since my parents left me here to rot in this lonely place. I was not like my sisters. I distant from my four sibblings, and my parents wouldn't have it. They brought me here and I haven't seen them in years.  My name is Gryffin D. Bruce and I am 16 years old.  I reside in Verdoo J. Mental Institute on a far off seaside cliff off the coast of Scotland, padded room 58, I.D. number 8766619. Cause for residence:  Monomania and Mania  I have conversations with supernatural beings. And I'm a maniac.     Somebody, anybody, please-  Help me?
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