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This is for my AP psychology project role play.

I was born in Chicago, barely graduated, chose to be a hobo, and hitch hiked to Portland, Oregon. I was arrested for sleeping on top of an IBM building and was in jail for 30 days. After I got out, I was scavenging for food in a dumpster, when a dog bit me. The bite became infected and I could not afford medical care. So, I put vodka on it. That only irritated the tissue and it eventually turned into gangrene. I somehow made it to my rich cousin's house, who took me to the hospital and paid for medical care. My leg had to be amputated. After leaving the hospital, I found a job as a construction worker and a one room apartment with seven cats. Later, I stopped taking care of myself and started sleeping on the floor with the cat excrement. I thought that pink bears were chasing me, because I could levitate. The cousin sent me to a therapist, who diagnosed me with acute schizophrenia. During the therapy session, I thought that the psychiatrist was Alexander and that I was Julius Ceasar. I also showed word salad. He put me on a low dose of haldol. I had a relapse a few months later, while bowling, and he increased the dose. In the last session, I recovered and become engaged to the construction worker boss. I moved with him into a magenta trailer and there were 11 cats.

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acrylic paint
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Description
This is for my AP psychology project role play.

I was born in Chicago, barely graduated, chose to be a hobo, and hitch hiked to Portland, Oregon. I was arrested for sleeping on top of an IBM building and was in jail for 30 days. After I got out, I was scavenging for food in a dumpster, when a dog bit me. The bite became infected and I could not afford medical care. So, I put vodka on it. That only irritated the tissue and it eventually turned into gangrene. I somehow made it to my rich cousin's house, who took me to the hospital and paid for medical care. My leg had to be amputated. After leaving the hospital, I found a job as a construction worker and a one room apartment with seven cats. Later, I stopped taking care of myself and started sleeping on the floor with the cat excrement. I thought that pink bears were chasing me, because I could levitate. The cousin sent me to a therapist, who diagnosed me with acute schizophrenia. During the therapy session, I thought that the psychiatrist was Alexander and that I was Julius Ceasar. I also showed word salad. He put me on a low dose of haldol. I had a relapse a few months later, while bowling, and he increased the dose. In the last session, I recovered and become engaged to the construction worker boss. I moved with him into a magenta trailer and there were 11 cats.

latex
acrylic paint
eye shadow
fake blood

I give permission to clubs to post this.