The Day That I Die

May 18, 2005

I arrived at the center today. It's a dark scary place. I might be exaggerating a little because a storm is blowing in. The sky is a dark gray. We walked into the building and signed in at the front desk. My parents said good-bye and I could tell that they wanted me to get better. A guy went through my suit case and made sure that there was nothing in there that I could use against myself. Then, a woman took me up to a room. My suit case was heavy. I was going to be there for awhile. When I walked into the room the door was shut and locked behind me. I was alone. I am getting tired so that is my entry for today.