It was two months into summer when I got a call from a mental hospital in the Rockies. They somehow heard about my track record with getting kids to open up to me and decided to hire me on the spot. My heart of course, at the time, clenched at such an opportunity and after week, I was in Colorado.
I had settled in quickly, met a few neighbors, learned my new home was 20 minutes from the hospital, which looked like any o' hospital; all white in color with doctors and nurses running around from here to there to god knows where. …show more content…
The day my coworkers and I heard about a 9 year old boy named Danny, they all started to get... Weird after that. Like, the pure mention of his name and everyone would get into a defensive state. Anytime I asked what was going on or what it is about him, they would brush it off saying I was only seeing things. After a while, I convinced myself maybe I