The Crazy One

Chapter 1

People say im crazy,

I dont think I have a problem,

I dont think I'm crazy ,It's just me, and how I act.I don't think it's my fault im like this. Maybe its just the things im going through, or maybe its what i went through?For beginners my mom is a stripper,and my dad is addicted to drugs and alcohol. Some people judge me,I dont really care what they think,or maybe I do? Im doubting everything I do and everything I say. Should I live, should I die, should I run away, should I murder someone. Everything I think about doing is wrong! At this point all I want to do is, eat, take a shower, and go to sleep. I walked to the kitchen and I didn't see anything cooked on the stove. So I look in the freezer, refrigerator, and in the pantry. All I saw was noodles, sodas, and fruit snacks. I hear footsteps so I turn around, and I see my dad. I say, "Hey dad." He doesn't say anything. I repeat myself. "Hey dad." He just stares blankly at me, and stays quiet. In his right hand I see, alcohol, in his left hand I see, a cigarette. I can tell he's trying to get high, or he's already high. I try and walk away, but before I can make another footstep, he grabs my wrist and squeezes it. I scream, telling him he's hurting me,and he finally lets go. I immediately run to my room. I lock my door, go into the bathroom(inside my room)and take a shower. Once I get out, I change clothes, and get into my bed without eating.