DEVILS AND DISEASE ,

[KYLE]

and madness, as you know, is like falling ,

all it takes is a little push ,

welcome to morris correctional facility. location? middle of the fucking desert. hell on
earth. any of those tickle your fancy? good, because that's the last time anything
will be tickling your fancy for the rest of your life.

welcome to the end of the fall. you've been pushed of a giant cliff, descended into
madness, and now you've reached the end of the line. morris. it really does suck to
be you. morris is a school for the worst of the worst - the kids that make grown ter
rorists wet their beds at night. not one of them gives a shit about ever getting better
as this school is trying to get them to do, and quite frankly, the people in charge have
given up altogether.

you say you've seen chaos? you say you orchestrated chaos? i'm glad you think pe
ople care - here, nobody gives a shit about you. never ever forget that, because the
n you're going to end up with a knife in your head, and i don't see that making you
much more attractive, and by the looks of you, you really can't afford being any ugli
er. the evils control the entire damn place, and they'll make sure you're in the ground
before you get anywhere near your high horse if you even start thinking you're the
shit for so much as a millisecond.

morris is like it's own country within itself. no laws- we don't answer to anyone. well,
we "answer" to the people in charge, but there's plenty of questions they have yet to
ask, meaning we have no answers to give. it works out for all of us in the end - it's not
like they can stop us anyways. this county system we have set up makes it so that ev
eryone has their place...believe me, it's better than it sounds.

the evils rule the school with an iron grip - they're the maniacs. i can't even explain wh
at they've done to get thrown in here, and their leader would probably kill me if i said
anything else. the killers are the right hand of the evils - same thing, just less badass. t
he harms belong more so in a self-help clinic - they'rethe self-harmers, the ones on suici
de watch, fans of russian roulette. the insanes? please. don't make me insult what little
intelligence you have. they're the schizos, the ones who aren't all that right in the head,
the ones who belong in a fucking asylum but got thrown in here instead. the whores...
i think you can figure that one out yourself. same for the druggies. the liars are the lot
who need to keep theirhands to themselves - they're the thieves, people found guilty
of fraud, forgery, and if you believe a single word they say, i'm going to ask the evils
to kill you for being so stupid. the perfects are the most annoying bitches in the world
- they're the rich kids gone wrong. they still think they're on a reality show. morons.
the bitches are probably worse off than you'd imagine - they have the potential to be
as powerful as the evils and killers, but their short tempers and tendency to fight isn't
all that helpful in keeping the peace. and the nobodies? well, don't worry about them -
after all, they are nobodies.

don't think for a second that you'll live to see thirty. you won't even live till your senior
year, more than likely. you're in a school filled with devils and you'll always be flirting
with disease, make no mistake of that. or maybe you'll actually live through this...
so. you still have hope? then tell me, darling,

where do we begin?

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