Hi my name is Lana and I don't really know what to tell you guys maybe just the fact that I'm still here might be a good place to start..I would tell you the basic details but I don't want to bore you with all that stuff.
This is my diary I document everything that goes through my head/goes on in this place.
I don't really do well with formalities but what I can tell you is that I'm in this place for a reason.
I'm 14 and I'm a mental health patient in cookie hall mental institution.
This is how my story goes:
I DONT TALK I DONT EAT I LITERALLY STARE AT MY WALL.
This was it i was going into an episode or darkness my therapist dr.hopper gave me a book about hope and magic.
at about 11.45pm i was reading and wishing that someone would be me saviour like in the book and i heard a voice which said" whats wrong dearie"
i looked up and saw scaly man stood at the end of my room.
Who on earth are you"i replied.
i am the man who will cure all your problems i am the teacher of all teachers, Rumpelstiltskin at your service.
