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If you are wondering why I wasn't here the other day.... was because I got forced to go to the huckleberry house...the lowest phychiatric weirdo dump in all of Ohio..
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[story time... again....]
So.. I'm going to try to make this alot shorter than last story time.. @_@;
The other day.. I slept late again for.. multiple reasons..
And I woke up around three to my mom barging into my room yelling at me to "pack your things!!!!" She was being a b***h and saying "oh! quite pretending!! I know your awake!! Get up and pack!!" and apperently.. there was the b***h "sister Isom" here.. and another person that I didn't know..
It turned out that she was a counciler or something.. and she was going to force us to go to this "correction" place.. because my brother and I are "bad" kids. So she was gonna force us to go there.. and if we refused.. they had the power to call the police.. so we really had no choice unless we didn't mind having that police thing on our records..
[gee.. what a way to wake up.. huh?]
From right there.. I was so friking confused.. I didn't know what was going on and why.. but I was told to pack two day's of clothes and other things.. I was crying that whole time before we left..
[you don't even know the hate my brother and I were feeling for our "mom" right then..
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So we were driving to the place which was like downtown.. and oh gawd.. I hated the whole area..
Parden if I'm being rude.. but it was the slums.. or ghettos of Ohio... alleys and all that.. old broken up homes and buildings.. gangs... bad people on the streets..
I felt so scared..
When we got to the place.. it was like a mini castle shaped place that looked all broken down..
When we got in.. we got told all the rules, had to sign stuff.. meet people.. and stuff like that.. There was just one other kid at the time.. he was 14 like me.. but he seemed like he was 10.. and retarded.. gawd~ he was so frikin annoying always asking dumb questions!!
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What we had to first do when we got there was the worst part of it all..
There just HAPPEND to be a guest speeker.. so me, my brother, the kid, and the speeker went into the small cramped kitchen and we got lectured on STDS.. with the..
[graphic] pictures.. all of it made me want to through up! How the hell can they show that to us without permission?!?! Those frikin bastards!! I'll never get those images out of my mind!!!
T___T
The whole time during our stay we tryed to ignore people as much as we could.. and just stay out of there way so they wouldn't talk to us.. luckily..they happend to have an arts n' craft place in the kitchen.. so basically the whole time my brother and I stayed in the kitchen drawing.. making stuff.. etc.
We hated everyone there and just wanted to die..
D:
Later that night two other kids came.. so it have 4 boys.. and only 1 girl.. me. *sigh* That first night I slept there was awful.. first of all.. i wish i didn't pick the top bunk, 'cuase it shure was a pain to get on and off of there.. plus.. I just happend to pick the bed right infront of the door where everyone could see me.. >>
That night was horrible because I didn't go to sleep 'till like two [oh, and we had a curfew at 11 p.m..... good thing my brother and i brought our DS's..
[since the house had "chores", we each got our own responsibilities.. thursday i had to clean the t.v. room. today I had to do the dishes.. later on that day.. we got phone calls from our mom saying she would come pick us up.. but we didn't beleive that..
earlier when we were signing the contract, we didn't exactly have time to read it.. so we didn't know there was going to be "group" three times every frikin day.. those bastards.. today we were forced to watch Dr. Phil about prison mom's.. then we had to share our feelings about it.. my brother and i just stayed quiet the whole ime trying to avoid conversation... I actually got alot of artwork done there.. 'cuase it was all i could do. Eventually while my brother and i were doing the dishes.. we had a cisitor.. we both thought it was going to be our mom.. but it was the bishop of the church.. "that we are supposed to be going to"..
We ended up having a REALLY long talk about what was happening and why.. and what we could do to stop it.. it was a really long talk.. and I'm to lazy to type exactly what happend.. so good for you! ^^;
Afterwards we went back to finishing the dishes.. then we just went back to drawing. I think after a little while.. our mom showed up saying she's taking us home.. but sadly sister isom came too.. >> So my brother and i got our stuff and left.. I sorta wanted to flip the people off before i left.. but I knew that wouldn't help. @_@; So things were wierd on the ride home.. akward n' stuff.. but yeah.. It was sorta cool 'cuase we went to MoMo2 [momos] before getting home and we got slushies and I got a panda keychain thingie and a pen/pencil thingie too! [their watermelon shlushies are good! ><
When we got home I was thrilled to see that Pakkun was still there. And he was thrilled to see me~!
He was going crazy in his crate! Trying to claw his way out through the metal bars! he was trying to bite through 'em too! >w< when i finally opened the crate.. he jumped all over me! He was sooo happy to see me 'cuase I didn't even get to say goodbye before we left!
Yeah.. afterwards I just got a snack and went upstairs.. [oh.. I also typed this..].
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Well, I'm not sure what happend really.. but my mom and brother got into an argument the night we came back.. and they both got really mad.. so my brother threww things and broke things.. like our light.. so there was glass all over.. and I had to keep pakkun with me.. so there was alot of yelling.. and then my brother started packing some stuff.. and he found my jat or money I collected from our garage sale and asked me if it was mine. when I said yes.. he acted disapointed.. so that was a bit confusing.. He walked out the door.. and that's when I knew that he ran away from home... the only thing I could do is sigh... I went back upstairs and watched a movie called.. air force one.. i think..
Anyways.. my mom ended up calling the police.. so they came to talk about it.. and one of 'em wanted to talk to me.. I was a little scared.. but it wasn't the first time my mom called the cops.. other times were for more stupid idiotic reasons.. this time made sense I guess.. this is probably the .. uhm.. 2? or 3... time that he ran away I guess.. he did it when he was much younger in colorado or something..
ANYWHO..
The police officer wanted to ask me questions about what happend which was difficult because I was upstairs at the time.. he asked questions about if alchol was involved.. drugs.. etc. I answered no. I just said that they argue alot and sometimes things get out of hand because one gets pushed over the edge..
He thanked me for the "interveiw" ansd I went back upstairs.. later on my mom tryed to go find him again driving in the car.. which was difficult 'cause it was dark out.. so eventually my mom gave up.. I went to sleep and woke up around.. 1:30.. and found out that my brother was home.. I didn't ask him what happend yet.. so if I get an answer.. I'll update this again..
Oh, and my mom told the officer that she sent us to the huckleberry house.. and the police men just laughed saying "Why did you send your kids there??!? That place is a joke! Don't ever do that again!" I wanted to highfive them! >< My mom also couldn't beleive that they made us look at those pictures for the STD things..
sorry! this wasn't very short at all! huh? ><
[gah! I hate my life..]
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heh, my mom is trying to make up.. and asked if we wanted to go see the new harry potter movie! and I can take a friend! hm.. wonder who that could be.. ?
[lawl.]
[[more updates later~]]
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