As we pull into the driveway the place looks pretty nice, but driving through we get to a gate at least 50 ft tall and very menacing with some barb wire and electric fence signs. Once we pull up to the gate the guard starts talking.
"Hello, and this must be the boy.. Go right along in to the first building you get to, that is the office"
Once we get to the office we get in and head to the dean I have a panic attack and pass out..
=15 Minutes Later=
"Well it seems like your up now?" says Mr. Larson the dean of the facility.
"Huh? Oh.. Yeah"
"Alright we are going to need to do some tests including mental, psychiatric, and CT's ok?"
"Well your going to do it anyway so why even ask?"
"True.. Your smart.. Now on to the testing! Oh and you two whatever your names are your going to have to leave say your goodbyes"
"Well bye mom and dad guess I will see you again someday.. Thanks a lot!" I say as I leave the room..
=2 Hours of testing later=
"Well we have the results, we have determined you are partially mentally unstable.. You have many disorders including but not limited to Paranoid Schizoaffective Disorder Severe Depression Type, Borderline Type A, OCD, Insomnia, and more. You will be staying here for a long time now I'd recommend you sleep now and you can start classes and meet your "peers" in the morning meanwhile isolation tonight! Goodnight!" He throws me into a cell like thing and I swear but soon fall asleep due to how tired I am from the car ride there.
=The Next Morning=
“Get up kid it is time for breakfast your isolation is over!”
“God it is about time being alone like that makes time go on forever I swear..”
“Are you back talking me!?”
“Ugh no sir im not, just was talking to myself”
“Get some clothes on and Miss Turner here will show you to your room, your roommate is already there!”
“Roommate? Great, oh joy I can not wait.. not ..” I say under my breath.
After getting changed and grabbing my bags Miss Turner walks me to what apparently are the “rooms” or living quarters or whatever you call them she said I was in room 3b. After saying goodbye and telling someone to show me where the dining hall was when I was done in my room she walked back towards the main offices and I opened the door there was already someone in there so I took the other bed across the room.
“Hi, you must be the new guy.” he said as he extended his hand.
“Oh, hi.. Yeah that is me, my name is Max and you are?..” I shake his hand.
“My name is Brandon, nice to meet you Max!”
“Yeah uh you too.”
“So what are you in here for?”
“They say I have Paranoid Schizoaffective Disorder Severe Depression Type, Borderline Type A, OCD, Insomnia, and more but what the hell do doctors know anyway.. Right!?”
“Right, whatever you say..” He says in a quivering voice
“Don’t be scared haha, so what do you have?”
“Well not as much as you that is for sure.. But they say I have OCD, Borderline, and Schizophrenia.. My parents and some uhm cops made me come here because while I was defending a small kid from some bullies I beat the hell out of a few and ended up killing three of them with another two in critical condition so I ended up here in this place.”
“Ah.. Ok?.. Well then..”
“Haha it is alright I am all good now! Unless someone pisses me off ofcourse, but that is a different story. Well I guess it is time for breakfast then right!?”
“Yes it is and im starving!”
“Alright then I guess we should head over there!”
“Yepp Lets go!”
As we walk we talk more about one another’s lives to get to know each other and end up running into two girls on the way, but I recognize one.. Could it be!?.. Brittany? It looks like her, with her beautiful fiery red hair, big brown eyes, gorgeous body, love, passion, and joy.. Please be her…
“Brittany is that really you!?!?”
“Max?...”
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Lost And Found
Teen Fiction"Lost And Found" is a love story following Max in his endeavors and life in a mental institution in Montana partially based off a true story.
