Tidal Waves

This Is Home

Jacks POV

This mental asylum sucks ass. There's nothing to do but sit in a room. No phone calls, no interaction except with the counslers, its kind of like jail, but they are nice to you.

For entertainment all there is, is a tv, a notebook and pen to write to your family or whatever. I just cant wait to be home so I can skateboard and eat pizza, and listen to shitty punk rock bands.

Today is visitation day, I couldn't wait to see my parents, I hadn't seen them in days and was worried about them. I waited for them in the visiting room when I saw them. They smiled at me and I ran right up to them to hug them.

"How are you doing?" My dad asked
"Fine, I want to go home" I told them
"I know, you can tomorrow" my mother assured me.
"Actually he can go today if he wants" said a nurse. "He has improved very well, I think he can go"

I thought I was going to cry, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This was what I have been waiting for.

"Yes I would like to go home please" I told the nurse.
"Ok let me get some discharge papers ready, you can get changed into your regular clothes if you want in the meantime.

I ran back to my room quickly to get changed. I was so excited I almost screamed. I quickly got changed and went back to my parents. They had already filled out the discharge papers by the time I got back.

"Ready?" My dad asked
"Yes, i've been waiting for this" I told him.
He smiled and threw his arm around me and walked to the car.

I climbed in the back, relieved I was going home. I stared out the window, watching everything fly by when my parents started a conversation.

"How was it?" My mom asked
"Awful, it was so boring, but I think it helped" I told her.
"Thats good, I'm glad it helped, do you feel better?" She asked
"Oh yeah, a lot" I told her.
"Thats great, I'm so proud that you got help and are going better"
"Me too" I agreed

"Lets get ice cream" my dad said with a smile.
"Sound good" I replied
I got my favorite flavor mint chocolate chip, my dad got his favorite double chocolate malted crunch, and my mom got strawberry cheesecake.

Everything was perfect. I was actually the happiest I've been in a long time, and my parents seemed happy too.
"How is the new album going?" I asked
"Good, I wrote a song about you" my dad said.
I felt honored that he thought of me for a song
"Oh really?" I asked excited
"Yeah, its really nice, ill show you later" he told me.
"Ok" I smiled

When we got back home, I ran straight for my room. I was so happy to be home finally.

"I couldn't wait till I got home to pass the time in my room alone"

I smiled to myself. My dad is so rad I thought to myself

Thank God for Punk Rock Bands