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Nothing Can Compare To Insanity

Seven

Frank & Ray led Gerard to the man living area for introductions & therapy. The chairs many of the residents say on were plasticity & honestly, not that comfortable. Ray motioned with his hands for Gerard to take the last available seat while Frank stood behind the sofa & Ray just say on the arm rest. In the room was Frank, Ray & Gerard, obviously, next to Gerard was a boy with a large forehead, then there was the girl he had seen earlier & two boys who were practically on top of each other. Gerard hadn't finished looking at the people around him when the uniformed person sitting by a tv table began to speak.

"Hello, I'm Stacy. It is the morning, so we will start with your name, age, why you are here if you are comfortable sharing that & what your favorite part of breakfast was." Stacy gestured to the person on her right & made a motion with her hand.

He was tattooed with a beard that had a reddish tint to it. "My name is Andy, I hear things which is why Stacy said name in sign language. I am not sure what else she said, so I'm leaving it at that."

Stacy made no move to ask him anything else because she only knew a few words in sign language. Then was the forehead boy, "I'm Brendon, I'm 20,I liked the fruit bowl & I'm here because I used to have a drug addiction."

Ray was next in line, but he only looked at Stacy, then Frank. To Gerard's surprise, Frank started speaking instead. "This is Ray, he is 25, I don't know how much he wants me to say &I don't know what his favorite part was." Stacy frowned slightly & made a note in a book before telling Frank it was his turn. Frank was swaying from foot to foot, "I'm Frank, I'm 22, my favorite part of breakfast was the French toast & there is no way I'm telling this whole group of people why I'm here."

Frank tapped Gerard's shoulder. Gerard shifted & the couch made a noise similar to that of a zipper. "Hi, I'm Gerard, I'm 25, I'm here because I used to be an alcoholic & I, uh, no- I liked the fruit." Gerard had only eaten the fruit.

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I need to send this in before my computer fails, I will write more later

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I somehow made a new account when I signed in and I can't go back so this is my new account I will be continuing this story.

Thatonefriend Thatonefriend
9/27/18