Angel Hair

I slit my wrist with angel hair i swear to it on my name.

when i was 14 i attempted suicide they sent me to a mental hospital in Springfield the hospital was a multi floor and very large hospital it had at least 100 room on each floor and it was split up into 4 parts adolecent boys, young boys ,adolecent girls and young girls. when i entered the hospital i was confused it didn't look like any hospital I've ever been in all the doors were locked and every window was made with bulletproof or at least plexi glass so that no one could break it, they put me in a waiting room they pulled me from the waiting room into the changing room were i was forced to change into a all dark blue uniform then they pulled me into the elevator up into where id be staying it was a long hall lined with doors on each side and at the very end there was a old red door "how strange" i thought but before i could say anything they pushed me into my room and told me to make my bed up and be ready for community time at this point i was balling my eyes i mean absolutely crying but they still forced me to go into the community room where they sat me down and told me to introduce my self "i... i'm aiden" i whimpered every body looked at me with a mix of empathy and hunger like a predator staring at its prey although one person was different he introduced himself as adam he offered to be my friend i shyly accepted. later that night i asked him about the red door he said "it was a mystery nobody knew what was behind but sometimes i see one of the doctor take a kid in there and..." his voiced trailed off "and then what you gotta tell me!" he looks at me and say " and- uhhhh im tired ill talk to you tommorow." he walked off supposedly to his room ive decided i would find out whats behind that door tonight...

should i continue this story yes or no?