Credit to this story goes to little J

When I was a young boy my father LEFT ME in a crappy pet shop instead of bringing me into the city like a normal father! He never asked me to be the savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned. NOPE!! I'm stuck here without a family or home.

No human wishes to take me, even if I am the god of poodles! But I am locked away in permanent slumber since I have nothing ELSE to do!

I'm NOT okay; I promise.

Please, if you love me let me go! Father come back!

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks are shooting hate at me.

I'm going to start a riot.

"LET'S START A RIOT!" I shout to the others. (Even if they still got their pumped up kicks, they better run, better run)

" A RIOT! LET'S START A RIOT!"

Then, I broke free, cuz I can't resist this no more!