Uploaded December 2020 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
"When I started living with my cousin, it was complete hell. She would do anything to get high and she even stole money from me. I was scared, desperate, and alone. She never loved or cared for me and I never had any food to eat or any money left to buy food. So I started stealing food whenever I could. I know that stealing was wrong, but I felt like I didn't have a choice but to do it. I was starving and I could barely think straight. I realised I would rather be on my own instead of letting her treat me like dirt. But I didn't want to face foster care and God knows what will happen if I was placed with an even worse family. That night I stayed behind a dumpster, I felt like I was going crazy and could barely sleep because I was constantly on edge.
Living on the streets was tough, I had nothing. No food, clothes, love, protection and support. Nothing but bites all over my hands and arms.When I crashed into a group of girls. They wore makeup, with high heels, and long fingernails. I was shaking so much but they were friendly and tried to calm my nerves.
"Hey, are you okay?" one of them said.
"please someone - he-he tried, please"
"Don't worry, we are going to help you, just come with us."
I wished I never said, "yes" You can blame me all you want but I was desperate for a chance to get off the street.
My mind was thinking no harm could come and no one was going to mistreat or judge me. All I had to was dance, make money, and repeat. I was definitely naive but I didn't know any better, and the girls promised me I would get full protection because the boss is very strict with how we would interact with clients. It was my only option because I needed to get off the streets. So I gritted my teeth and tried to get through several months of dancing until one night, my whole life changed forever. A rich man offered me a private room. This was the first time I tried to refuse a dance. But the boss threatened me and said that if I didn't go ahead with it, he'd fire me. So I started dancing when suddenly I completely blacked out.
I woke up in a hospital, with no recollection of the night before but my body ached as if someone had thrown me across the wall. My doctors were supportive and told me everything was going to be ok, but nothing they said could comfort me. I overheard the doctors saying that they found me unconscious and dumped outside of the hospital. It turns out that the strip club owner told the girls to get rid of me to cover his tracks. I was stunned. I felt like as if someone shot me through the chest, I couldn't believe this happened.
But what was worse was the realisation that I was alone again, with no money and nowhere to go. Everyone had turned their backs on me even though none of this was my fault. I was so afraid of going back to the streets and I really didn't want to leave the hospital. So when my mom's sister reached out, I clung onto her. It turns out that she had been looking for me for years but my mum had hidden my whereabouts from her until the police contacted her. She was the first person in my life to actually want me and welcomed me with open arms but after being alone for so long, I found it really hard to trust her intentions. What if she did things to me like my cousin? Or throw me out like my mum?
She offered me counselling and therapy, at first, I thought it was a trick. But when I meet the counsellor, I felt relief. I opened up and told her everything that had happened, she just listened. I wasn't judged or called names and in the end, she suggested a group therapy where there were other young teenagers who had experienced similar things to me, and for the first time, I felt like I wasn't alone after all. Finally, after getting help, there were no more nightmares and now, I have someone who'd never leave my side. It's still tough some days but I'm finally able to be a kid again and just focus on having a future. One where I plan to become a paediatrician!"
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"When I started living with my cousin, it was complete hell. She would do anything to get high and she even stole money from me. I was scared, desperate, and alone. She never loved or cared for me and I never had any food to eat or any money left to buy food. So I started stealing food whenever I could. I know that stealing was wrong, but I felt like I didn't have a choice but to do it. I was starving and I could barely think straight. I realised I would rather be on my own instead of letting her treat me like dirt. But I didn't want to face foster care and God knows what will happen if I was placed with an even worse family. That night I stayed behind a dumpster, I felt like I was going crazy and could barely sleep because I was constantly on edge.
Living on the streets was tough, I had nothing. No food, clothes, love, protection and support. Nothing but bites all over my hands and arms.When I crashed into a group of girls. They wore makeup, with high heels, and long fingernails. I was shaking so much but they were friendly and tried to calm my nerves.
"Hey, are you okay?" one of them said.
"please someone - he-he tried, please"
"Don't worry, we are going to help you, just come with us."
I wished I never said, "yes" You can blame me all you want but I was desperate for a chance to get off the street.
My mind was thinking no harm could come and no one was going to mistreat or judge me. All I had to was dance, make money, and repeat. I was definitely naive but I didn't know any better, and the girls promised me I would get full protection because the boss is very strict with how we would interact with clients. It was my only option because I needed to get off the streets. So I gritted my teeth and tried to get through several months of dancing until one night, my whole life changed forever. A rich man offered me a private room. This was the first time I tried to refuse a dance. But the boss threatened me and said that if I didn't go ahead with it, he'd fire me. So I started dancing when suddenly I completely blacked out.
I woke up in a hospital, with no recollection of the night before but my body ached as if someone had thrown me across the wall. My doctors were supportive and told me everything was going to be ok, but nothing they said could comfort me. I overheard the doctors saying that they found me unconscious and dumped outside of the hospital. It turns out that the strip club owner told the girls to get rid of me to cover his tracks. I was stunned. I felt like as if someone shot me through the chest, I couldn't believe this happened.
But what was worse was the realisation that I was alone again, with no money and nowhere to go. Everyone had turned their backs on me even though none of this was my fault. I was so afraid of going back to the streets and I really didn't want to leave the hospital. So when my mom's sister reached out, I clung onto her. It turns out that she had been looking for me for years but my mum had hidden my whereabouts from her until the police contacted her. She was the first person in my life to actually want me and welcomed me with open arms but after being alone for so long, I found it really hard to trust her intentions. What if she did things to me like my cousin? Or throw me out like my mum?
She offered me counselling and therapy, at first, I thought it was a trick. But when I meet the counsellor, I felt relief. I opened up and told her everything that had happened, she just listened. I wasn't judged or called names and in the end, she suggested a group therapy where there were other young teenagers who had experienced similar things to me, and for the first time, I felt like I wasn't alone after all. Finally, after getting help, there were no more nightmares and now, I have someone who'd never leave my side. It's still tough some days but I'm finally able to be a kid again and just focus on having a future. One where I plan to become a paediatrician!"
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![“Less Than Perfect” [A Dark Story] | Keepsake Journal #3
Catch-up Episode 1 & 2 here:
#1: https://youtu.be/jaO8fQmEbs0
#2: https://youtu.be/fZqzY4gqSTg
Rellik is forced to decide between leaving his past or start a new life when he is admitted into an unethical mental hospital for destroying property. We learn about his past and why he is so attached to Mia after losing his only friend, Susie. Is he making things worse or should he open up and allow others to help him? Let us know if you would like an Ep. 4.
Susie: *Rock being thrown. click, click, click* Rellik!!
Ahhh. (Opening eyes and staring up at his bedroom ceiling) My ears are bleeding again. It must have been that last slap to the face.
Susie: Down here loser! Hurry up man, Im getting soaked!
Rellik: Susie? If my dad hears you hes going to beat me for it. I told you, I cant today.
Susie: Oh come on, well be in and out before he even hears a thing! If you dont come down here, Ill yell and wake your dad up! 1! 2!...
Rellik: SHHHH. Okay okay, fine. Im coming.
Susie: Damn! Your drunk loser dad hit you pretty bad this time. Theres some blood running down your ear. Remind me again why you dont just report him and live with your mom?
Susie: ...Hey, hey Rellik you listening? I said, wheres Keepsake?
Rellik: What? Oh, ah I completely forgot. I didnt think I would even come tonight, it totally slipped my mind.
Susie: Whatever, we can fill him in tomorrow. Anyway, I picked the lock open, come in before someone sees.
Rellik: Hey-what? Howd we end up here?
Susie: Um...we walked? You told me to break into the medicine cabinet and grab you the pain killers. Are you okay?
Rellik: Im fine. I just had a brain fart. Lets do this. I want to numb everything, all of it; my dad, the bullies at school, everything!
Susie: Whoa there. I dont think thats a good idea. At least look at the bottle before you start emptying them like that. Who knows- Thats too many!
Veterinary doctor: Oh my god what have you done?!? Look at this mess! My files, the tables, my medications, and...where are my animals?!
Rellik: Shhh shhh shhh. Please, your voice is splitting my head into two.
Veterinary doctor: Stay right there Im calling the police!
Rellik: No! Wait, lets work this out. Im sorry for the mess. Ill clean it right up and Ill pay for the damages just dont call the police.
Veterinary doctor: Pay for losses?! Son, you guys burned down half the block. I have no choice.
Rellik: What?! (Sees the full damage) Oh damn.
Rellik: Susie?! You too?! tried to tell them it was all me but they didnt listen.
Susie: Hey, Im tough remember!? And besides, I made you come out with me. Hows your head?
Rellik: Its okay but Im losing chunks of memory still. I dont even remember when I got here.
Susie: You havent been taking the medication have you? You have to stop! I dont know what it is but its probably causing your memory loss. Whatever theyre doing here, its illegal.
Rellik: Susie, I dont think thats a good idea. I dont want to make things worse. I mean, we did burn down a building.
Susie: Look at me! We are not crazy; you are not crazy. St. Elizabeths is not a hospital, its a research center! Why do you think some people never leave?!
Rellik: No. We should just do nothing. If were quiet they wont even notice us or itll all just go away.
Susie: What, just like your dad at home? You need to stand up for yourself and take matters into your own hands or else theyll never stop! Look around! Theyre keeping us drugged so we can forget everything thats going on here. Im not going to sit around and wait for something to happen. Im escaping from here and youre going to help.
Susie: Every now and then the guard meets up with a nurse and they both go into the storage room for a few hours. I figured that is when we make our escape. All youll need to do is grab his keys and wait until theyre together then unlock the door and come get me. Room 217.
Rellik: Fine but how am I going to get his keys?
Susie: Like this! (Punch to Relliks face)
Rellik: OWW! What the f... why did you....(Punch)
Susie: Its your fault Im here! You son of a b-
Rellik: OWWW Get off me! HELP!!
Somehow I managed to see straight and saw the guard rushing over pulling Susie off me. I saw the keys dangling off his belt loop and I glanced over to Susie being held back by the guards. She started mouthing Grab it, grab the keys... And then I unclipped them from his pants and quickly tucked them into my socks and pulled my pant leg down. And then I heard her voice for the last time:
I waited in my room running the plan in my head waiting to hear the sound of 2 doors shutting. One for the person theyd take out of the room and the second when the nurse and guard meet in the storage room.
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