From Dream To Disaster

I remember it like it was yesterday it all happened so quickly it is hard to explain but I will try my best to tell you how my life went from a dream to a disaster.
When I was young I grew up in a large town called Las Angeles. For the first 5 years I got every thing I wanted from dirt bikes to tree houses. Every thing was great even when I started school. In kindergarten I immediately became the coolest kid in the grade. I was the “Cool” kid. It was great. This was the same throughout elementary school I Thought that nothing could stop me but I was wrong. It was Monday November 3. I came home from school burst open the door and then I saw my mom. She looked the same way as when her grandma had died. Then she broke the silence and said “your father lost his job and we have to move to Montana so he can get a similar job.”
That night all I could do was cry. In two months we moved. I disliked my liked my house my city and every one there. In the next two years I managed to make one friend. I thought this was the worst thing that would ever happen to me I was wrong. After giving up in life I started to do drugs hoping this would get me friends. I started to make a few druggie friends. They weren’t friend just people I new. I did more and more drugs then one night I had an overdose. This messed me up in the head and I began to get out of control I couldn’t even stop myself. I would freak at home, at school, and at my afternoon job. One day my mom decided the best thing to do was call the cops and send me to a insane asylum. So that happened. At first I made fun of the other people that were stuck in this wacko place but then I began to realize that I had the same problems they did. I was imprisoned to this place my mom gave me and all my rights to this evil place.

When I was about 30 I had lost hope in everything. Then she walked into the asylum.…………….. to be continued.