I was escorted into this building with huge white letters that spelled out Center For Regressive Tendencies. As I walked in cuffed the clerk immediately stood up to escort myself to the waiting room. The first thing I think, God forgive me was not appropriate, but the second thing that popped up was I am in a mental hospital for walking. I chuckled as I thought about it, but then I realized this can be serious. I was introduced to this doctor who talked to me like I was five years old, so I explained to him what happened. I don't know what's wrong with these doctors and cops now, but hopefully I get out of this crazy place.
Internal dialogue also needs quotation marks. Some of the sentences do not make sense. Proofread and edit your work before you post it, please.
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