What happened to 'us'? Ch. 4
September 12th, 2011 Anabelle Carter
Did I mention I LOVE to swim? I was devastated while I was in the cast and everything, I mean, come on. I don't know, I just felt blah.
Oh, guess who called. Chris! He said he wishes we could come home blah blah blah. But HE doesn't have to live in an The Insane Asylum of ELM until May, does he? And we may not even get out then. We have to be "reevaluated" Whatever, we all know, that they aren't going to let us out. We all know we're going to be stuck here the rest of or lives.
Sadness. I mean, yeah, we can do a lot, but really,it's just... bogus. Honestly, the only good things here are Jordan and Alex. I love them, in different ways, but I love them. Me and Jordan actually share a room, witch is nice. It's on a "temporary bases" but we just know they will let us stay like that!
I'm such a girl. Haha,
I wonder if they're going to actually sit down and read these. You know, i'm supposed to right down the hallucinations that I don't have in here. To who evers reading this: I'm fine you can test me to prove it! why do you think I hide the meds I don't need? I honestly don't have them! Trust me you know.
Oh, not you Alex.
Dude, stop dwelling in the past, what happened happened. You weren't you. If it doesn't bother me, than it shouldn't bother you. What, you want a free feel? I don't care. I mean come on man, your FINE, I still love you. trust me if things were different, would I be writing to you?
Oh, come one Alex, you know! I just... don't feel like talking. Fine. Meanie.
Now Alex is making me talk, (shush Alex!) so I may as well write while we talk, so yeah. I have no idea what i'm supposed to write about and i don't wanna go talk to Dr. Silver.
Ladadadada
Ladidadi
Well, this is pointless now. Hmmm, . Alex? I know your reading this! Wanna go get some ics cream? No? Well, then. jerkbutt. No, that doesn't sound wrong. Oh, shut up.
Hmmm, Imma make YOU write in it Alex! Yes, take it and write!
Alex Gaskarth-
Okay, Are you happy, Anabelle? Good. Now, why are you making me do this? This feels pointless, you know I don't have to keep a journal. Well, I guess I am lucky then. Wait, you want me to write in yours all the time? No. Fine. Maybe. Wait you want me to tell MY story? Okay, fun writing what'd I'd say. (Ha, this is kinda fun, I'll admit.)
Okay, here goes. I'm Alex Gaskarth, I'm 15. I almost *** my best friend, whose my best friends girlfriend while I was completely wasted, and very very high and then I almost ran her over. I honestly don't remember any of it, but when I found out I felt so terrible, I damn near killed myself. Got real close too. i still feel bad, yet Anabelle acts as though it's nothing. But whatever, I feel bad. I guess at least I'm not alone in here. If I was I probably WOULD have killed myself. despite all odds, I'm glad I didn't. (Yes, Anabelle, You were right.) Chris got off lucky, just community service, although, he swears he hasn't drunken anything or gotten high since that night. I don't like it here, it's depressing, and... grey.
Did I mention I LOVE to swim? I was devastated while I was in the cast and everything, I mean, come on. I don't know, I just felt blah.
Oh, guess who called. Chris! He said he wishes we could come home blah blah blah. But HE doesn't have to live in an The Insane Asylum of ELM until May, does he? And we may not even get out then. We have to be "reevaluated" Whatever, we all know, that they aren't going to let us out. We all know we're going to be stuck here the rest of or lives.
Sadness. I mean, yeah, we can do a lot, but really,it's just... bogus. Honestly, the only good things here are Jordan and Alex. I love them, in different ways, but I love them. Me and Jordan actually share a room, witch is nice. It's on a "temporary bases" but we just know they will let us stay like that!
I'm such a girl. Haha,
I wonder if they're going to actually sit down and read these. You know, i'm supposed to right down the hallucinations that I don't have in here. To who evers reading this: I'm fine you can test me to prove it! why do you think I hide the meds I don't need? I honestly don't have them! Trust me you know.
Oh, not you Alex.
Dude, stop dwelling in the past, what happened happened. You weren't you. If it doesn't bother me, than it shouldn't bother you. What, you want a free feel? I don't care. I mean come on man, your FINE, I still love you. trust me if things were different, would I be writing to you?
Oh, come one Alex, you know! I just... don't feel like talking. Fine. Meanie.
Now Alex is making me talk, (shush Alex!) so I may as well write while we talk, so yeah. I have no idea what i'm supposed to write about and i don't wanna go talk to Dr. Silver.
Ladadadada
Ladidadi
Well, this is pointless now. Hmmm, . Alex? I know your reading this! Wanna go get some ics cream? No? Well, then. jerkbutt. No, that doesn't sound wrong. Oh, shut up.
Hmmm, Imma make YOU write in it Alex! Yes, take it and write!
Alex Gaskarth-
Okay, Are you happy, Anabelle? Good. Now, why are you making me do this? This feels pointless, you know I don't have to keep a journal. Well, I guess I am lucky then. Wait, you want me to write in yours all the time? No. Fine. Maybe. Wait you want me to tell MY story? Okay, fun writing what'd I'd say. (Ha, this is kinda fun, I'll admit.)
Okay, here goes. I'm Alex Gaskarth, I'm 15. I almost *** my best friend, whose my best friends girlfriend while I was completely wasted, and very very high and then I almost ran her over. I honestly don't remember any of it, but when I found out I felt so terrible, I damn near killed myself. Got real close too. i still feel bad, yet Anabelle acts as though it's nothing. But whatever, I feel bad. I guess at least I'm not alone in here. If I was I probably WOULD have killed myself. despite all odds, I'm glad I didn't. (Yes, Anabelle, You were right.) Chris got off lucky, just community service, although, he swears he hasn't drunken anything or gotten high since that night. I don't like it here, it's depressing, and... grey.