"First day, Can't say i'm surprised i ended up here" Walking through the doors to 'Walden Ridge Mental Academy', the walls were plain and slim walking into the corridor. "What a dump" This place feels like the inside of a garbage bin, and smells like one too. "Red, Meds, Beds! Go." a red bin on a small grey table sat in front of the line of people. "How nice of you to join us, I suppose you must be Lillian?" A tall short black haired broad shouldered woman stood up from her seat. "I suppose i must be" I shrugged. "That red bin there," the woman gestured to the red bin. "dispose of all electronics, and any other harmful items that will interrupt your time here". I'm not even supposed to be here. I didn't do anything wrong, the court made me come here. "Yeah?, like what?" its not like i have anything 'harmful'. "like that phone you got there, and that pair of scissors, got any meds in that bag or weapons?" Before i could answer the she-man snatched my bad and threw it in a pile of other luggage. "Dude! what gives?, That's my bag!" i shouted my concern at the lady. Dammit, i need that bag if I'm gonna last here! "you wont be needing it here, we provide clothes and everything you'll need" she smirked and turned out the door, she called over her shoulder "By the way, i have a name, and its not 'dude'. Its Blaine". "whatever" i muttered under my breath. "Hiya there!" A voice called, tapping on my shoulder. "What" my first day and I'm already trying hard to control my annoyance. "The names Aliyah, Pronounced Al-Lee-Ah. But you can call me Ali, Hehe!" This girls so cheeky, its sick. Ali's pale freckled face was slim and perky, she was like skin and bones. Shoulder length red hair and bright silver eyes Staring up at me. "Listen, Don't get me wrong you're a real peach an all, but i ain't friendly" i smirked, this girl is going to get eaten alive here. She has no idea. "Oh! sure, sure. I can relate, hehe" she smiled. "You can relate?, i find that hard to believe" i shrugged the girl off and went to my assigned room '12B'. Walking down the hallway, i noticed the ceiling had water spots in disgusting brown circles. "Geez, even the ceiling is drooping with despair". I came across the tens on room labels, the number increased as i walked further down the hall. Finally here, "Home sweet home i guess" i reached for the handle when a disturbing thought penetrated my mind like a knife. How many people have touched this handle, gross. I decided on how to go about this 'obstacle'. I swiftly kicked the handle and hurt it bounce open at the force of my kick. Two made beds, comforters and sheets. Only one pillow? figures, cheap things for a cheap place. Two closets, Two desks, and two chairs. The floor tile was twisted and out of place exposing the raw wood underneath. "looks like we are roomies! yay!" ali exclaimed from behind me. "yeah, looks like it". Great, of course id be bunked with the worst possible human of all, a hyper, girly girl type. Ali slid past me into our room and flopped onto a bed "Claimed!". She waved her arms and legs frantically, turning the freshly made bed into a distorted mess. "Guess this is my side of the room then" i trudged over to the bed on the left side of the room. "your side? hehe, arent we sharing this room?" ali sat up and turned to me for an answer, one i was delighted to give. "We aint roomies, ill simply have to put up with you for the time being, and then request my own room" No way ill be sharing a room with you. "Oh silly!, we dont get our own rooms here unless there's not enough people for each room. Blaine never accepts room change requests" Ali giggled. "she will if i tell her to, ain't wanna deal with me, that one" my face gave way to my unexpected smirk.
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Tainted Souls
RandomLillian is a teenage girl, who suffered a traumatic experience. She is now sent to a school for the mentally challenged 'Walden Ridge Mental Academy'. Lillian, like all the others there, Were facing their own challenges; Her challenge is to survive...
