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Post by William House on Oct 5, 2012 6:30:20 GMT -6
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i can live without you but without you i'll be miserable at best
2 of november 2020 10am
William was not looking forward today as so much he didnt like was going on. There was days like these where he wished he could go back to bed and sleep all day, though he knew that he would be able to do that as he knew his counselor would probably come to find him if he didn't turn up. So Willam knew he had to go as he no other chose. He could probably try to come up with some excuse’s but none he could think of where any good. The best he could think of was that someone got lost so he helped them out. Though he knew would probably get found out in the end. Which was something he didnt want as he want to be on good terms with counselor so that maybe one day his counselor could give him some drugs. William was after any drugs he could get his hands on. Be it be weed or painkillers he would be happy. Though didn’t mean to say he wasn’t happy without them as there were moments since being here when he was happy.
William then slowly walked down the hallway hoping that he his counsellor wouldn’t be in when he got there so he could do what he wanted which was go back to bed. Though he knew he would probably be there when this was arranged in advance which had annoyed William when he didn’t like to talk to people about what he been going on his life. He would rather just take drugs and forget about it all as that’s what he used to do because there was no one he could talk to about it so he was so used to not talking about it. So being here was not going to make much of a difference.
He then knocked on the door and hopped that no one was in. He also felt it was rude if he just walked into someone’s office with out there say so and William didn’t want to come off as rude. William didn’t like being rude plus he been brought up that way by his dad, as his dad high morels and expectations of William. Which William tried to live up to.
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Post by Ricky Dominik Alise on Oct 11, 2012 23:52:33 GMT -6
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Ricky grumbled under his breath as he raked a hand through his short but somewhat spiky black hair. He was running on three black coffees. It was a wonder he wasn’t addicted to caffeine with how much he consumed daily. One reason why he loved working with the other students is that he could relate. What he counsels, he suffers from himself. HE has a sleep disorder, and he suffers from mild Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Does anyone here know that? No. No one but himself and his doctors know. He shuffled around the folders on his desks. He’s seen a few students already today and he had a few minutes before his next one came in to talk. William House. He’s only had a few sessions with him before as he switched over to him.
Taking a moment to glance over his file, his greenish hazel eyes scanning over the lines on the paper. Drug addiction, depression and sleep talking. Ricky didn’t really know why William had him as counselor. His specialty wasn’t in drug addictions, but he did his best. It was slightly out of his comfort zone, but he wasn’t going to complain. Work was work. He inhaled deeply and let his air puff out as he touched a hand to his side. Through the shirt, he could feel the rough texture of scars that lined his side. Another habit no one here knew about. Something that he was determined to keep under lock and key for as long as he could. He flipped up the page as he continued to read.
Ricky peered up when he heard the knock on the door. He pushed himself up out of his chair and walked over to the door, pulling it open. He took a minute to peer into William’s eyes, seeing that they were clear, he stepped aside. ”Come in and have a seat William.” Ricky closed the door behind the teenager and sat down in the chair opposite of William. ”Alright. Since we’ve only met a few times before, and we have’t get much done, tell me about yourself. What do you like to do in your free time?” he asked, his voice louder than it normally was since he was normally such a soft-spoken person. It was a straightforward question. Whether he’d get a straight answer was yet to be known.
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Post by William House on Oct 18, 2012 14:30:47 GMT -6
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i can live without you but without you i'll be miserable at best
William was just stood there waiting and hoping that no one would be there. Though that wasnt the case when Ricky came along and opened the door to which William let out a small sigh as he just wanted to go back tp bed. Was that to much for him to ask for, well he guessed it was. Then again William knew that theses sessions where compulsory once a week things that no matter how much William didnt want to come to, he had to. William hated them but there was nothing he could do about them. William then wondered why Ricky had to check his eyes every time he came as William hadn't had any drugs since he got here.If he was given the option to have some then he would take it without thinking about it. It was just William hadnt found anyway of getting any drugs and didnt even know where to begin. He wish he did know though. As he blamed not having any drugs in his system for the reason he was struggling to sleep well at night. For the past threw nights his sleeping system had been screwed over and that had pissed him off.
William then walked past Ricky and walked over to the seat gearing the door close on the way. He then sat down in it and as he did so he made sure his coat stayed as it was.Willam then noticed Ricky sit down opposite him to which William stuck his hands in his pocket as his fingerless gloves were not doing much to keep his hands warm. "Well In my freetime I like playing my guitar and making music.I also love sleeping. Then also liked spending time riding my bmx bike and taking it down skate parks when I had one." William said sounding groggy as he hadnt slept well last night. Though William loved his bmx bike and he was missing it quite a lot. He really didnt like that his dad had confiscated it from him over the fear of William using in to try and escape the school to search for drugs. Yeah okay William understood that his dad is a police officer so he knew the sorts of things people would do to get there hands on drugs. It was just that William felt it was a bit to much having his bmx bike taken from him.
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