This is how it all started. I was very young when I went to nursing school. I wanted to get away from my home and I knew that I liked helping to take care of people. It was a very unusual school. It had been a mental institution in the 1940's. I lived in hall three which was across from the old pysch ward. There all lots of stories that everyone told me about what went on in that ward many years ago. In fact there were tunnels under my room in hall three. As a matter of fact I got chased by a man down one of these tunnels.(Don't ask me why I was there). I liked meeting all the different girls from all over the state. I will write more about specific things that happened to me in different static items. Believe me I was intrested, scared, and amuzed.
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