Welcome to LWMA...Lucifer's Warehouse for Maladjusted Adolescents

Times when life seemed worthless and my only friend was a beat up Series 10 guitar...

Good lord where do I start? I know that somewhere someone interested in sending their son to a military school is out there somewhere...reading this in hope of finding out what a student thinks of one...here you go, then. And before you make the biggest mistake of your sones life, please hear me out. I spent my 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th, and 12th years at Lyman Ward Military Academy, located in a small town called Camp Hill in Alabama. The place had an interesting set of standards, not unlike those set forth by our Army or other armed forces. Discipline, stoicism, self-relaince, to name a few. But where do the staff and faculty members go wrong in trying to make a strict, linear atmosphere for, shall we say, TROUBLED children to study and flourish in? Well, the answer to that is far too complicated then the one you might find asking someone who runs the place. But, coming from a student who went there and experienced almost ALL that there was to be experienced, I DO NOT think you will get more precise and accurate information about this place then right here. You see, every single one of the school's facets, from the horrid to the vaguely pleasant have been revealed to me. Inadvertently at MOST times, but then again, sometimes I DID have to do some investigation into things before I found out the truth in some matters. I have seen cadets beaten. I have seen cadets sodomized. I have seen cadets consume alcohol with members of the faculty. I have seen cadets wrongfully accused of an action and then kicked out for it. I have seen cadets cry...in a place where the expression of feeling is absolutely out of the question. I have even seen a cadet pushed to the point of suicide. Rest In Peace,

Darryl Lynn Waters

THIS is where I spent my high school career. Avoiding fights, watching others slowly go insane from the lack of "outside" stimlation and thought...watching them be supressed...contained...concealed. And the conglomeration of all these experiences can only make me conclude one thing...This school is one of the worst places one could ever send a child and hope for betterment. Maybe it is just that I am a cynic. Maybe not. Maybe it's because I take the time to think about things and not just take them at face value. Or maybe it is just because I choose to look at authority in the same light that it looks at me with...condescending and false, skeptical. Eventually time will make my memories of this place fade and drift off...only to become faint recollections. I can only hope for this, though. I can't bare to think of the many times I was forced to clean another cadets room, or else be at the expense of another good nights sleep. And I reallllly don't care to remember drinking a 48 ounce glass of luke warm water and dip spit, with a dash of semen. These things just don't go well with my other memories. For some reason, all I want to do is forget. But something won't let me. That something is the possiblity that I might promote awareness to others of the detrimental things that organizations like LWMA are imposing on our youth. There are volumes more to be said, but I can't really fit it all onto one page. E-mail me with any inquiries and I will make it a point to get back to you with the best information I can offer. And remember, contrary to popular belief,

REPRESSION DOES NOT BREED INTELLIGENCE

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"Discipline is the PUNISHMENT that makes adjustment unnecessary" -Entrophize In memory of the aforementioned Darryl Waters Your death was not in vain.

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