Welcome To My Story, The Story of Scrambled Gregs
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CHAPTER ZERO: Welcome To Hidden Lake Academy
We drove Northeast from the Atlanta airport and were now somewhere in the barren Appalachian Mountains. I sat in the front seat of a red pickup truck, crammed in between two scary hick private investigators with a gun rack and rifle mounted to the rear window. I had...
CHAPTER ONE: Legendary Loser
It was the first day of middle school. The hallway crowded with hostile sixth graders, half from East Hills Elementary School, and the rest from Harbor Hill Elementary School. The two schools had always remained divided until today. For the first time, we were...
CHAPTER TWO: Overnight Success
I was standing in the parking lot where all the buses picked us up after school one day. It was the beginning of the school year in eighth grade and my social status was the same, if not worse. I was the loser sidekick to the two other losers that were slightly less...
CHAPTER THREE: Stardom
Here it was, stardom, popularity, fame, power. I considered myself lucky to have known the darkness so well before tasting the light. It was a new day, a Friday, the most wonderful Friday I had ever met. Pre-Olivia life was already a distant memory,...
CHAPTER FOUR: They Found Out I Was A Jew
From the day I showed up to the humid, bug-filled air of Opelousas, Louisiana for rehab number two, the ‘Jew’ jokes had flown across the room like a volleyball. Nobody knew I was Jewish and I was determined to keep it that way. I celebrated my fifteenth birthday at...
CHAPTER FIVE: The Night We Broke Out
A shotgun was fired. Sarah and I leapt off the guys lawn from behind the bushes and ran onto the street. “Hurry the fuck up!” She was already out of breath and who knows how many rounds that guy was gonna fire. Sirens could be heard all around. We dove into a ditch on...
CHAPTER SEVEN: TRIPLE FUCKED
3 2 1 BOOM!!! We ran down the prison-like dormitory hallway, under the surveillance cameras, past the security guards, and nearly shattered the glass doors. We meant to be quiet, but running for dear life can be loud. We jumped over the mud and leapt behind the high...
CHAPTER EIGHT: Isolation Cabin
I woke up in the middle of a flooded basement. The carpet on the ground reeked of mildew and had started to unravel. The walls were painted eggshell white. Jon and Ramsey and Jake were still asleep. An unfamiliar woman in army attire sat in a chair reading a book...
CHAPTER NINE: Get The Fuck In The Car
“Greg.” Wake up. Can you hear me?” His voice was stern and curt and cut right through my sleep. My eyes opened but my sight was blurry. There was a man. “I want you to listen very carefully.” Grant-Lindsey, the headmaster kneeled over me clenching his bible. I was in...
CHAPTER TEN: Solo Time
THE FINAL CHAPTER OF PART I SOLO TIME My blindfold was taken off. I was in the middle of some forest. Another forest. I’m always in a fuckin forest. This time I was alone. Well, Running Oak was with me, but none of the other kids were in sight. “This is where you...