Anger's puppet.

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I had checked in at the counter. This wait would be the longest wait of my life. I don't know why I had to come anyway. There is actually really anything wrong with me. I have nothing to hide. My mom always exaggerates everything. This stupid doctor's appointment was to satisfy my mother and keep her off my back. As I sat there with my boyfriend, Joel, and all my anger balled up inside my churning stomach, I was thinking of a way to get out of this doctor's appointment. My mom just wanted an explanation to why I was such a bad kid and a doctor was not going to be able to give her that. I knew why I hated the world and her. I can't believe that she was unable to figure it out. I knew that my mom was not the brightest but this really doesn't take a brain surgeon to figure out.

I was 15 and had the world in the palm of my hand. There was nothing that I couldn't handle. I have been through hell and survived. My parents had divorced less than 4 months ago and that anger was not moving anywhere. I thought that I had control but it was consuming my body with every beat of my heart. My world had been shattered around me without any input from me. The bitch, or otherwise known as mother, had made me leave my life behind to move with her. Just because her life had taken a direction to Mitchell, South Dakota, that is not where I wanted to be. But I figured that I would show her. I never went home and, the new friends that I made were not the best people to find, but they were just...