No Sweet Sixteen Only Bitter Betrayal

ved cold, often late. The staff assigned to me were sullen, their faces closed.

mmentary whispered, a constant, insidious pre

d never seen before entered my room. T

. They' ll stage something. Make

am, but they were strong.

an. For a wild, desperate moment,

was

of any warmth I once knew.

, his voice flat. "

. Legal documents. My eyes scanned the hea

voice was a choked whisper. The

his tone. "You're clearly not well. Mentally unstable." He

ged to get into my system were

istaste. "Look at you. Pr

the one who' s been w

ned and walked out, leaving me with the leering orderlies and the papers that officially declared me b