The story so far:
" Demon in the Dreams
do you know who I am?' the man said.
" No I don't." I replied.
" I'm Doctor VanDerdoff, your psychiatrist. we've noticed you haven't been taking your medication. I've got some pills for you."
" But i don't want to take them!" i screamed.
" didn't you say Weezle came back?'
" he's been coming into my dreams, but i still don't want to take your medication! you frwak me out, Doc! you follow me everywhere! i can't have a social life without you intervening! one time, i was kissing my girlfriend, and there you were with a straightjacket, saying it's time to go in the hospital! Youi've ruined my life! i'm not scared of the demon in my dreams! the demon in my dreams is you!'
" now just take this hal-dol..."
" I'm on a bus, going to school! i'm an honor-roll student! can you quit messing with my brain chemistry?'
" You have an illness. do you want the demons to keep appearing in your dreams?'
" Better than dealing with you, jerk!" i gave him an uppercut. he fell to the ground and his bottles of medication spilled all over the bus floor as we took a sharp turn. the bus driver got on his walkie-ttalkie to notify police.
" let me out! i screamed! let me off this bus!'
But the bus driver stopped the bus till the ambulance arrived. I was going into the hospital again!'