them or calling them interesting. She would just say.
'They can't help it. They just like me so much they
can't help trying to help me.' For three days they
wouldn't let her eat anything, and all she could say
about that was she was a little too heavy anyway." "It doesn't sound like she belonged here." I said.
"Sounds like she belonged in some mental
institution."
"Don't we all," Mindy muttered.
Everyone was silent, contemplating what she
had said.
"Dr. Foreman believes she can change anyone.
That's the point," Gia finally piped up. "Don't you get
it yet? No behavior, not even mental illness, can't be
changed or cured. She thinks we're all Skinner
pigeons."
"Skinner pigeons? What's that?" Robin asked. I looked at Teal to see if she knew. She shook
her head and shrugged. "I wasn't exactly a good
student," she said. "What is it. Gia?"
"Didn't anyone tell you guys anything about
this place and Dr. Foreman before you were sent
here?" she asked.
"Not much more than this is your last chance."
Teal said. smirking.
"Same for me," I said.
"Me. too." Robin chimed.
"Dr. Foreman is a behavioral modification
scientist. They believe they can change the way
people act and think by using certain techniques like
carrot and stick, positive and negative reinforcers. Do
this and there's a reward, do that and there's a