She stared at the white styrofoam cup. I knew that expression; stubborn, pouting, and selfish as usual. “Drink it” I snapped. “You have to drink it or they will pump your stomach” I pushed the cup towards her. She looked at me blankly, then stared down at the inky black liquid in the cup.

“I’m sorry” She whispered, eyes filling with tears.

“I don’t care, you should have thought about that before embarrassing me like this” I was angry, how could she be so stupid! Why would she do this? Stupid, lazy, brat. “Drink it. Drink it all.”

Finally she picked up the cup and started drinking, grimacing at the awful taste. I was glad, she deserved it for what she put me through. “You better drink it all, every drop. Do you even know what they do to people like you? Do you want to get locked up? Do you want people to think your crazy?”

“Maybe they can help me. Maybe they can make me feel better, I think I need help mom.”

“You are fine. There is nothing wrong with you, you are just lazy and selfish. Now finish that damn cup, I don’t want to hear another word, unless it is to tell me why you would do something so stupid.”

“I’m sorry”

“I don’t care”