The One Mike Dirnt Story, chapter 27
The next morning Mike woke up, and smeeled somehting like sausges, he blinked to get his vision back in focus. There was Jack, cooking what seemed to be breakfaat.
Jack turned around to get somehting, he noticed Mike.
"Oh good, your awake, err Mike?"
"Yeah?"
"I Think there is something you better hear on the tv,"
With Jack's help, Mike hobbled into the living room, the tv station was on the news.
It was Tre'.
"Mike, If you cna hear this, please, give us a call, you will have to go back to the place, but only for a little while, i pormise,"
Mike couldn't belive what he was heraing. They acutllay WANTED him to go backe there.
"Ya see?"
"Yeah," Mike sat down onto a chair, in a state of shock.
Later on in the day, Mike was feeling a bit dizzy, Jack was worried.
"Mike, listen I will have to call a doctor," Mike began to scream.
"NO! NO DOCTORS! THEY WILL TAKE ME TO THE BAD PLACE AGAIN!"
"Calm down Mike! They won't take you away, they will just make you better"
"NO THEY WON'T, THEY WILL TAKE ME AWAY!" Mike tried to get up, he hobbled a few steps before collapsing onto the floor.
"Mike! No on is gonna hurt you!" but Mike had bigger plans, He saw two crutches, up agaisn't a wall.
He looked at jack, then back at the cructhes.
He used his long arms to his advantge, he grabbed the crutches before you could say, mad dirnt on the loose.
He kept Jack at bay, then he pulled him self up and got out of the house, he saw a bridge, the golden gate bridge.
If he could cross that, back to home, (not to sna fran sisco) then he would have no trouble, but....
If he went back home, then he would have to go back to that place.
Mike was on a limited lifeline, eiter...
Go and hide out in San fransisco for a bit, or go back home and face them.
"I'll think I'll go with option nuber one," He hobbled his way to the bridge.
But what Mike didn't realise that, his gift would help people.
Not knowing he was specail.
Not knowing that people in mental institions all over the states, were saying in a wisper.
"To Mike Dirnt, the man and the gift,"
Jack turned around to get somehting, he noticed Mike.
"Oh good, your awake, err Mike?"
"Yeah?"
"I Think there is something you better hear on the tv,"
With Jack's help, Mike hobbled into the living room, the tv station was on the news.
It was Tre'.
"Mike, If you cna hear this, please, give us a call, you will have to go back to the place, but only for a little while, i pormise,"
Mike couldn't belive what he was heraing. They acutllay WANTED him to go backe there.
"Ya see?"
"Yeah," Mike sat down onto a chair, in a state of shock.
Later on in the day, Mike was feeling a bit dizzy, Jack was worried.
"Mike, listen I will have to call a doctor," Mike began to scream.
"NO! NO DOCTORS! THEY WILL TAKE ME TO THE BAD PLACE AGAIN!"
"Calm down Mike! They won't take you away, they will just make you better"
"NO THEY WON'T, THEY WILL TAKE ME AWAY!" Mike tried to get up, he hobbled a few steps before collapsing onto the floor.
"Mike! No on is gonna hurt you!" but Mike had bigger plans, He saw two crutches, up agaisn't a wall.
He looked at jack, then back at the cructhes.
He used his long arms to his advantge, he grabbed the crutches before you could say, mad dirnt on the loose.
He kept Jack at bay, then he pulled him self up and got out of the house, he saw a bridge, the golden gate bridge.
If he could cross that, back to home, (not to sna fran sisco) then he would have no trouble, but....
If he went back home, then he would have to go back to that place.
Mike was on a limited lifeline, eiter...
Go and hide out in San fransisco for a bit, or go back home and face them.
"I'll think I'll go with option nuber one," He hobbled his way to the bridge.
But what Mike didn't realise that, his gift would help people.
Not knowing he was specail.
Not knowing that people in mental institions all over the states, were saying in a wisper.
"To Mike Dirnt, the man and the gift,"
