Pain. That's all this place is. A shit hole of pain and suffering. You stuff a dozen suicidal teenagers in a small wing in the hospital and stuff them full of all kinds of different pills, and you will find that it doesn't help. *Gasp!* Surprising, I know.

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"Jadeyn, you have a call." On of the staff members yelled to me during one of our group sessions. That's all we do here. Sit in groups a talk about our feelings. Like that ever really fucking helps anyone. I jump up, just happy that I won't be in this room for a little while. I go out into the hallway and close the door behind me. I walk over to the phone on the wall and pick up.

"Hello?"

"Jade!" My 13 year old sister yelled.

"Hey, Abby. How's it going?"

"Pretty good. I've been missing you a lot though."

"I know baby. I miss you so much. Look, you get to visit me soon, right?" She made an uh-huh noise and I could hear the nurses talking about how there is a new patient coming into our unit. "So tell me, how is 8th grade going so far?" Just then the big doors to our unit opened and I turned around to see who was coming in. In comes a short, tan teenager. He had goofy hair, but he was really handsome. He didn't say anything as he came in but when he walked by me, he stared at me. I caught his chocolate brown eyes with my blue ones. He turned his head away from me and I realized that I was still on the phone and I haven't been listening to her at all. "I'm sorry Abby, I have not been listening to you at all."

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The new guy was in our last group of the day. "Everyone, I would like you to meet Victor. He will be with us for a little while." Our group leader announced. We all did our chorus of 'hellos' like we're suppose to when a new patient is introduced. There were a couple giggles coming from some of the girls in our group, because well, Victor is pretty attractive. I glanced at him and he was staring at me. I blushed a little and looked down to my lap. The next couple weeks is going to be pretty interesting.

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