Dear Rian...

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Dear Rian,

Yes, I'm old fashioned. So sue me. Kidding. I don't have money except for the monopoly money I have stashed under my bed at home. And no one's getting that from me. And yes I had to underline that viciously.

Anyways, it's been a week since I've been here, and it's surprisingly not that bad. Even the food isn't that bad. It's better than the school's food, even. Except for their Mac and Cheese, which is saying something since the school's Mac and Cheese is heavenly.

You know, I like that word. Heavenly. And yes, I'm writing just about everything that comes to mind.

They haven't really done anything with me yet, so I just sit in the patient lounge, reading. I brought enough books to last me about three months. So... nine books.

I honestly have no clue how long I'm going to be here.

I'm sorry, but I have to go. Pills and a watch.

-Cal

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