Chapter 3

10 days I was in Quackerdale; a facility in Newton IA for “troubled” youth. Although, I wasn’t what the administrators probably considered troubled nor was I 14+ years old like all the other kids that were there it seemed. I was told this was the closest facility with a bed available, 45 minutes from my family and 35 miles too…

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Chapter 2

Waking up in the same clothes I had on all week, the last thing I wanted to do was go to school. Showers weren’t a regular thing in my life so I didn’t think twice about the stench I was giving, or the knotted mess that my hair was in. At this point, my mind was foggy and the only…

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Chapter 1

It wasn’t the first time I’d been in the back of a cop car. Come to find out though; it would be the last time happening under the care of my mother, unaffectionately known as “the incubator”.   2 hours after seemingly loosing my left ankle to the hop scotch Gods, she did it again. This time more than others,…

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