The successivo morning, they free me from the straight-jacket. I have so many scars from trying to escape. I can't escape. It's impossible. Yet, almost everything in life is impossible. Almost like there's no hope. te get a lottery ticket, hoping to be richer than Donald Trump o Midus, who can touch anything that can turn into pure gold, but they lose everything and gain nothing. I have seen it all. te think te Amore someone, but te wake up and he's not there. te think te trust someone, yet they blackmail te and dare to use your weaknesses against you. I'm no Superman. In fact, I'm weak and powerless. I used to long for freedom and was determined to escape, but being in here for so long with others that was once in your position rubs off on you. Gee, I wish I was in the movie Girl Interrupted because everyone was Friends with everyone, and there was hope and only one villain. Gee, In real life, everyone is a villain, and the villain in the movie, calmed down and was okay again. I like that movie, but it is so much più scarier in real life.

I walked into the t.v room. I heard these words call out,"Mindfreak!" out loud, so I looked at the t.v to see what it was. I looked over at my friend Martha who said,"He's amazing. He's magic. He's positive and he inspires me to get out of here." Susan looked at her and replied,"Yeah, he is incredible. Very hot too! Hehe! Hey, Elizabeth! te gotta ask Sadie if she'll let Mr. Criss Angel in to perform so magic for us!" Elizabeth, a good orderly and friend of ours says,"I'll get right on it!" Sadie is the main psychiatrist and runs this place. We've bumped a couple of times because we're total polar opposites, but I stay stubborn, she stays determined. Martha looked at me and said,"You gotta watch this mostra Mimi. Criss is very sweet. You'll like him. And this is only his fifth episode! He just started the show!" Martha. Poor Martha. Whenever she talks o likes something, she always sounds hypnotized and dazed. It's cool though, that's just the way she is.

I look at the screen. I see a muscular toned man, with dark shoulder length messy black hair, with tan skin, wearing a black shirt, jeans, and boots. He even wore eyeliner. I never get to see that on a guy before. Judging how he presents himself, my first guess was he was goth, o soft core goth. I don't know. I was goth once as a young teenage girl, but I have no stereotypes anymore. I looked at him. Susan was right. He was attractive...very attractive. He even had a New York accent. I Amore accents from different places, especially places like New York. I was marveled da the illusions, until he detto these quotes,"Anything is possible if te believe. If te can dream it, te can achieve it." I stormed out of the t.v room angrily. He seemed like he understood me and everything, but he goes around trying to make things better for people? News Flash: Nothing is possible. There is no hope. There is no good! Once you've been through the looking glass of insanity, it's pure hell. He knows nothing about craziness. He says he does but he doesn't! Whatever. It was a beautiful relationship with him when it started, until he detto those words.