The craziness within

Well, this year I have gotten a lot of crazy trouble. I had to see a therapist but she rapidly changed emotions until she died. I was sad. SO let me tell you the story of when this all happend


I was I was walking down the block on the Americana. Their, I found this door in the back. For some reason, it made me shudder. So I went in to see was in there. When I opened the door, I was screaming for yelp. A black hole appeared out of nowhere and sucked me in. There I was drifting into space and time. While drifting, I went through this invisible wall and it drifted me to the.... CRAZY ZONE. So many things were their. Skeletons haunting this kid named Kenny, Michael Jackson dreaming of being a little girl, and the craziest of all was when these fricken guys came up to me, knocked me out, and just did things that involve sex and stupidity. After that, I escaped and when back to the real world. So I went to see this therapist named Ms.Johnson. After the story, she couldn't belive me. Her emotions changed from weird to sad. SHe was sad becuz she exploded from to much crazy stories. And now my craziness will influence people until I somehow cure from this craziness. And I have made a sentence to remember my craziness. "To find the crazy within, my walls are closing in"


-Remy Ma