The Mental Hospital

About February 3rd, 2000 I decided I didn't want to go to school that day. I had to go anyways. I had a talk with a counselor there and she asked me if I had suicidal thoughts. I told her "all the time." Next thing I know I'm being sent to Brown County Mental Hospital in a police car. I had a pack of cigarettes and my favorite zippo on me. They were confiscated soon as I got there. The shit I do to get out of school is amazing... even to me. I never thought I'd go to such lengths to avoid school. Well, when I got there it was lunch time... so I had lunch. That was the first "facility" I had ever been in. I was there for a week and a half. Over that period of time I became very good friends with everybody there, found a girlfriend I'll always remember, and learned some life lessons. The girl that I went out with there was named Misty. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever gone out with. She was the nicest, funniest, sweetest... well, I think you get how much I liked her. The thing that still suprises me, though, is that I didn't ask her out... SHE asked ME out! No girl had ever asked me out before, so it made the relationship more special than usual. I guess the surrounding did too. I didn't deserve her... not at all. She was the kind of girl that went out with somebody important. Not some phony like me. She gave me a feeling I had never known. I woud've had done anything for her... anything. If she told me to go jump off a building I would have done it without a second thought. I was hopelessly in love with her. The day came when I had to leave. It was a day before the Valentine's Dance. I had never been so sad to leave somewhere before. I almost didn't go! I gave her a heart that was torn in half to remember me by. She gave me a picture.


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