I went there in 1993 when I was 13. Please add my name to the students list.
I remember Jennifer Gooch. She was so sweet and quiet. Didn't her family end up moving there and going to the church for a little while? I remembering feeling so sorry for her when she was finally able to leave cause every Sunday she would be sitting on the other side of the church with her family. I can remember thinking it was like she never really got to leave that horrible place.
I got to leave after 13 months and 21 days (funny how 16 years later I still remember EXACTLY how long I was there for). Never got to say goodbye to anyone. Things were so strange there. I would never send my child to any type of place like that.
The funny thing is I wasn't bad, I was just trying to grow up, but being the oldest my parents just did not know what was normal I guess. And never tried to talk to me about things.