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.