"¿eh? ¿porqué manny?" brittaney mumbles under her breath as Manny puts down a +4 card while playing uno.
brittaney was so impeccably small; no taller than 4'11". her long brown hair seemed longer than she; however she kept it in a flowing ponytail.
she tells me that she isn't really suicidal, and that she's just here for school violence.
but oh; the sadness in her eyes don't go unnoticed: nor the way her lips quiver when she's gazing far away.
she constantly stares at the ceiling; laying on her back. you can see her gaze dully for hours; you can see her wish for better days; oh how little baby brittaney longs for happy days.
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Spring Mountain Treatment Centre
Poetrydull faces glance out the windows; sitting with their sadness drooping their eyelids they perpetually stare out and away in search for better days.
