The Asylum
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Last published Sat, Jun 25, 2016
Ever felt so alone? So scary that it drove you crazy? That's what happened to me and that's how I got put in the asylum. So much had filled my mind and everyone around me was scared of what I may do if I never got help. The asylum, the horrible screams at night, footsteps outside the rooms but if you looked no one was there.
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