I feel like this place is more like a place for people with obsessions and get together....to obsess. That defeats the purpose for me. Confession does nothing. Here is my story.
I Bang around the clinic manically ripping the IV out of my wrist, looking through the white room with foggy vision. I see distant shapes in the hallway that seem to be people walking past. Slowly I get up peek through the door. The shapes are gone, but the door is locked. I grab a pin I had kept in safe keeping and begin picking the lock nervously as my body begins to twitch.
As drugs are wearing off the room gets a little clearer. Bright lights everywhere. Bright people, bright walls, bright everything. I run out seeing all the other Gaians being aided by nurses to their rooms, or for their therapy. I cringe and run to the main entrance. At this point someone's spotted me, and I hear running that sounds like angry pounding behind me.
I open the door before it's locked and run to freedom. I take a spaceship to the place called Gaia.
ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM Run away patient!!!!!!! wahmbulance dramallama
Gaia Rehab
For those who are addicted to Gaia.
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