Night Raid wrote:Gutter Bunny wrote:Night Raid wrote:If she's that weak, she deserves to die!
Congratulations. I think that is officially
the most ignorant post i have ever read on here.
You'd be surprised what I know, and what I lived through. So unless you'd like to compare 'battle scars', I'd say let's just leave it at that.
In the course of about an hour hour, I was physically forced to sit up straight, because I was tired, and wanted to lean on the arm of the couch I was on in the counseling center. I was mentally tortured for a couple hours after that. Because they pushed me so much, I was put in a separate room, where they made me apologize in a written letter that, of course, I never wrote.
After the counselor watching me insulted me multiple times, I attempted to make my own escape via an open door. I put my hand on the door frame, where, when the counselor slammed the door, I ended up with a flap of skin on my right ring finger, and a severe bruise UNDER the nail. They had my mom come in, and everything that happened was blamed on me being a "Danger to myself and others." I was institutionalized for a week. That's likely where my constant rage and mental anguish comes from. And I don't think I've ever told this story in full before.
Okay, your turn.
EDIT: Oh, excuse me, I was eleven at the time. It was in sixth grade. They kept me medicated as much as possible, and I only stopped the past few months, because I realized it didn't matter anymore.