Breaking the Habit

Ch. 1
You know how people expect you to do everything, they tell you to do. Family want to do this and that as their image or better. How am I suppose to do something if I can't think? I can't take it anymore because it making me go nuts! Everything in this world is finally falling part. Maybe I'm just paranoid or the world is finally making sense to me. This world has beauty and love but also pain and suffering. Now I guess I should explain why I'm acting like this.

Ch. 2
I'm the son of doctors so you probably can see what I'm talking about. A middle class family living good and everything. I was smart but my parents wanted me smarter. The family business was health so I was suppose to be like them or my big brother who's in Harvard. One day, I failed a test but I didn't cry or get pissed about it like my parents. I just laughed and said," Wow my first bad grade." My parents yelled at me and saying," You're acting like a dumb*** who won't succeed in this world." After that, I failed all my class on purpose and my parents flipped. It got so bad that they took me to psychologist but it didn't work. I told the psychologist things that surprised him so he told my parents something I could have told them for free. I have behavior problem but they wanted to get it from a professional. Dumb asses, are what they are. I yelled at the whole way home, saying" Y'all are a bunch of dumb asses instead asking your damn son! You have to check it with a professional who doesn't get as many patients as a children doctor." My mom was crying in my father's arms as I continue to yell as them. I went outside and came back in with my dad's sledgehammer and smashed everything that was glass. My parents screaming like a bunch of bitches as I smashed up everything. Before I knew it, I was lying on the floor from a police tazer because the damn neighbors called the police being concern. I stared at my parents while being tazered then close my eyes shut.

Ch.3
Ok so I wake up,but in a cell. I try to sit up but my arms are in a straight-jacket. I saw the cops who did this to me then my parents, who were asleep on the bench. I yelled,"LET ME OUT," and my parents and cops looked at me. My mom said, " My baby,please don't act like this," but I accuse her of being a bad parent. She cried in my father's chest, while he stared at me,blank. I could careless what they would have done,but I didn't want to stay. So they posted my bail and drove me home. I went to my room and stared at my wall. The awards weren't who I am, its who my parents want me to be. I went to the wall and took down everything that was my former self. My parents came to my room and saw everything were in a trash-bag. After a couple weeks, I had to go to court for the charges of my parents. The judge didn't show any remorse and I was glad so I was trial guilty. Also, I had to go to a psych hostipal for my "condition". My parents tried to slow down time, so I don't go to the hostipal but I sped it. When the bus came, my mother blocked the door and told me to hide but I didn't. She started crying and quickly hugged me, but I showed no compassion to her. My father was watching me with concern so I flipped him off then left. The bus ride was nice and peaceful until I arrived to the hostipal but it didn't look one. It look like a place celebrities live at,kinda like a rehab.

Ch.4
So the rehab place looked sad on the outside but beautiful in the inside. A man came up to me and extend his hand, saying," Hey I'm Tony and welcome to Teen Straight-House. And your name is Ray,right?" I nodded but didn't shake his hand and went inside, I thought I was the only one at place, sadly I was wrong. It had some girls and boys, different races. I went to sit down but some dude got up and stare me down. I didn't show any emotion and he spitted at the floor,saying," Who the hell are you,kid?"I didn't respond and walked away, he grabbed me and punched me in the gut. I fell back but tackled him and beat the crap out of his face. His face was bloody and I pulled off by Tony, yelling to stop. The kids gathered around and pulled me away from him. I heard his name was John, well John just got his a** beat.