Well I finally got what I wanted, four walls around me and a bed but I've got to share with God knows how many other freaks. I always wanted a place to sleep at night and now I've got one for free. Haven't been aloud out of my room yet, they have left a tray with pasta on it, no fork or spoon. Guessing they expect me to use my hands, doesn't bother me, food is food no matter how it's eaten. There is also a couple of pills on a tray, I suppose they need me to take them. Those pills will probably make me all relaxed and loopy, so I don't think I will take them. I won't give in to their ways. They'll open the door soon I can step out and look at all those freaks again, I ain't like them, we both need to be here but for different reasons, I just need a place to live but all them are freaks who need help. I can hear them, some of sing at night another person just shouts out every word under the sun. Their is this one guy who just screamed for ages last night, I don't know how long he managed to scream, no clock in this place. I'm not sure if it's light out yet, no Windows in this place. Feels like I have spent weeks in here but I know it hasn't even been a day yet. I feel like I may actually go mad from being in here. Those men I hate them, they threw me in here like I was nothing, they used me and took advantage of me and the got rid of me when I decided I didn't want to their's any more. I'm going to get out of here no matter how long it takes. I can wait, got nothing better to do, I'm going to get out of here and when I do those queer child bashers are going to get what's coming to them... When will they let me out of this room I'm bored. Let me out!
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