I rushed to my mother telling her dad returned. "what're you talking about?"
"Yeah mom! he is her look!" I looked back to introduce my father but saw nothing. I fell to my knees wondering
What the hell is going on?
My mom took me to a psychiatrist about my mental visions.
"I'm sorry but it think this is a problem to the heart of your son." he explained
After driving home,my mom drove me to the insane side by doing tests that the doctor reccomended. The final test I had had enough my mom was about to start but I just told her that I'm fine and left. she looked confused as of what I've become. My life was changed, I listened to heavy metal and rock and changed my attire color to black. I could tell she was worried.
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That One Dream
RandomThis is a story that I had thought to write about. It will be a journal entry type story. Most are based off of fiction status others will be based off of my real experiences. Enjoi!
