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Nothing can compare to Insanity

Ch 3

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. The girl introduced herself as Hayley & shared her age, she liked the toast, & she gave her reason with complaints about her parents. 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.

The two boys who stuck like magnets were called Tyler & Josh. Tyler was a recovering cutter while Josh was an insomniac. The nurses let him share a room with Tyler because then he would fall asleep. Both of them had anxiety problems. The young man with the hat spoke next. If you call that speaking. Eventually he turned to a familiar boy beside him. Here said that hat-boy's name was Patrick & his own was Pete. Why did Gerard recognize him? "I have severe depression, but it is getting better." The nineteen year old reminded him of Mikey for some reason. Two more people. Joe was getting nightmares, he thought that the Apocalypse had come & that they were surviving in an underground bunker. He said his favorite part of breakfast was that during the Apocalypse they got breakfast at all. What a nutcase. Gerard hoped that he would get better. Finally it was a blond man. "Hi, I'm Bob, I'm twenty three, I'm here for an eating disorder & my breakfast was yogurt. I can only keep liquid things down." Gerard thought for a moment before realizing what Bob meant.

Notes

Ugh my computer hates this site, I couldn't add these two chapters to the previous one.

Comments

@kobra-poison-ghoul
Thx, I'm struggling to put it up but I'm glad you're enjoying it

Thatonefriend Thatonefriend
2/12/19

this story is really cool great job