This is the seventh part of Shardwold's lifestory. All rights goes to the original author who posted this on Livejournal:
Well i went to Laural Ridge in july of 1999. I mean it was not everything i had expected to be honest. The brouchere always lies. Always! I never understood that it was a lock down facilty.
well when i got there, i mean it was an ok program. we had these daily sheets we had to get signed everyday. for everyday we got the enough signatures we got a "consequtive day" after every so many days you moved up a level. i made it to gold sheet, the highest. but there was this lady there. her name was cathy, ill never forget her, because she hated me. she did everything in her power to make sure i was miserable. the day i lost my gold sheet, she knew i would lose it so she ever so slowly added the minus points, only adding insult to injury. they day she quit was the greatest day of my time there. there was two girls there that i loved, liz and carla. they were great they taught me a little spanish it was great. the school was just school, but it was sucky, i mean it could not consitute as any sort of real school. but we had to go. i never ate breakfast cuz i was on a low fat diet. and my doctor was huge. i mean like MASSIVE. and i was on a low fat diet. i never ate breakfast cuz they gave me cream of wheat, toast and egg beaters. EVERYTHING WAS NASTY, except the toast, but then again the toast was covered in the cream of wheat. nasty. anyway i finally got off it, and actually got on doubles, which mean i got double portions of everything lol. well there was a period of three months where i lost it. i was supposed to go home on april 1st but i started to lose control and got extended and then just went off for about three months. then we moved units, like everyone moved to another building. and something about that turned me around.
Then they changed the program again and you could move to the top phase like with in two weeks. on the final level you can choose a privlage. there used to be one that you could walk out on your own, like around the complex. but some girl tried to run and got killed cuz she ran along the freeway trying to get out. there was another case.....a kid died cuz he "held his breath during a restraint" at 12 i believed that. today i know differant. you can't hold your breath in such a way that it would turn you blue. he would have had to to had been in a faulty restraint to die the way he did, from not being able to breath.
It was not a good time for me, they put me in his room after he died and i was totally freaked, i was afraid of ghosts, still am. Anyway after about 13 months, i was fianlly told that i was going to be leaving, and i was going to a boarding school in Running Springs California. but that is a story for tomorrow. Till then folks
Laural Ridge (The original testimony on Livejournal)