The impact

Growing up with no parents was a difficult trial for Drake, nothing was easy for him, although having them alive wasn't easy for him either. His father was an alcoholic and his mom... a psychopath. At the age of five he lost both his parents, his mother slit his father's throat, when the police came to get her, she tried to kill her only son then take her own life. Luckily for Drake the police officers burst through the door, as soon as she was about to stab him, with the same knife she used to killed his father, they put a bullet straight through her heart. At such a tender age witnessing that horrifying incident disturbed little Drake Winston Junior. 12 years later With his patience at zero percent, Drake was losing it, he couldn't take it any longer, clinching his fist in firing anger , still holding on, eye widening keeping his voice low into a whisper. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I'm trying to concentrate here" he hissed, still trying his hardest to keep his cool. "No! what you're trying to do; is get yourself killed, apparently you are forgetting who you're speaking to. Are you losing your mind?" "Yes! Yes, am losing my mind. You are driving me nuts! it's eve-ry-day and eve-ry-night. When is it going to end? I need a break." "I made you booy, don't forget that. You would be not-thing without me. I'm the reason why you are famous, the reason everybody knows about you and what you do because of me." "But I need a rest, I don't get time to eat, sleep nor study. When am I going to have some me time, and be a normal kid like everyone else?" "You don't need that, what you need to do.. is exactly what I say and get the job done, no questions, no hesitations. Now get up! and get in the car." she said getting more aggressive as he kept procrastinating. "What about the principal's warning? I've been doing this everyday for the pass two months." "Just asked to be excused and stop with the questioning," "I can't do this anymore." Yes you can and you will, now get going! " "Enough!!" Drake lashed out, jumping out of his seat breathing virgurously, rushing through the door. He could hear Taylor giggling calling him a freak as he stormed out of the classroom. "Hey Drake!" his only friend Sam called out to him. Sam was a bit of a class clown everyone loved him although Drake was quiet and weird he still manage to befriend him despite the whole school scorned him because they knew about his mother, it didn't bother Sam. "Are you going to Ashley's party this weekend? It's gonna be off the hook." "No, I hate parties." I pushed him aside making my way to the schools entrance. I have to get this over with, I can stand another second with her in my ears.