Dedicated to my friend Michal (Girl Michal/Poo buddy (inside joke) ;)) Although she is mean to me she reads my stories ;).
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"When my family threw me away, every human on earth did likewise.” - Wendy Rose
Previously**
It was the seventh day that I was there when Stan returned.
"Why did you leave?” I asked.
I warned you Teo. You ignored me. I don’t like being ignored.
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They said a girl in here, has a deal going with one of the guards. She will get stuff for you in exchange for something else. You need to go to this girl, so we can change your look.
“Okay, who’s the girl?” I asked.
Sara.
“Just because you have mummy and daddy problems and a little voice in your head... don’t bother me.” Sara smiled sarcastically.
You showed you emotions Teo. That is why you lost. Stan stated.
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Curious, I opened the door to find Sara on her knees in front of a guard.
“What do you want?” Sara murmured sadly.
“Absolutely nothing, just to get you both in a lot of shit, while possibly getting you relocated…” I grinned.
It wasn’t until I said the second part that her mouth fell open, “No please, don’t, I’ll do anything for you.” She begged.
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“It was just after that, my transformation from innocent girl to bad girl happened.” Teo told the woman she was telling her story too.
he woman nodded understandingly, “What happened next?” She asked, in a non-judging tone.
“The next important thing happened a few months later. Boyd Mikael Westbrook entered my life.”
Chapter Four~
Half the best of me
Three months later **
Three months flew by too fast, and soon life at the mental institution just became... Normal.
Sara got me everything I asked for, and we didn’t communicate very much apart from that. Due to Stan’s commands, I dyed my hair bleach blond and began wearing what some would call ‘skunk makeup’. In other words it was dark smoky eyed make up that went around my whole eye.
I received more clothing as well; this clothing persisted of my new fashion trend. I got ripped stockings, denim shorts, denim vests etc.
No one has messed with me since I’ve change my look, some stay clear of me while others like to stick to me for their safety. Knowing I liked my privacy they only stuck by me during eating times.
I spent most of my time in a corner with two boys, Jaskin and Levi, and a girl, Bess, smoking either cigarettes or weed. The boys snorted cocaine often, but the other girl and I stuck to weed. Sara supplied all of the drugs, and often sat with us. Though she would never have anything more than a cigarette, and no one bothered to ask why. That was the good thing about this group; no one cared who you are or why you’re here. We kept to our own business, sometimes we would make conversation why other times we would just smoke our worries away. The guards knew we smoked but if they didn’t see us they didn’t care.
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The Voices
RomanceTrailer on inside**** Hearing voices in your head wasn't ever really classed as normality. But the way Teo sees it, that's not her problem. Who really wants to be normal anyway?
