Nightmare overcome

By: BeTricks871

Summary: How "Stan's hell on earth" should've ended. Done without doingyourmom's permission due that he is probably death now.

Chapter 1: Counseling

GASP

Stan woke up sweating and panting, quiet as possible for not waking up everyone.

"What he hell was that dream even about? How long i have been sleeping? 2:40? Still i have a lot too still relax?"

A nightmare. Just a cocksucking recreation of horror movies in his head.

But what kind?

What king of nightmare is one in which everybody turns your back, your parents disown you, turns them into jerk with superiority delusions, appears from the nothing a motherfucker fuckface with an army of friends that even bullies you, the other ones enjoy your misery like if Penelope Spectra were, and you think that there is no other way than suicide?

Well he had to know it tomorrow. After school. He would be serious had to go to a counseling.

Not the school's one.

A very expensive one.

Probably that even sells autohelp books.

But he had to be careful that nobody noticed what's the fuck with him.

After school, Stan retuned home alone, instead with his friends, for going into a expensive therapist, but without his family could knew.

He found on his savings, under his pillow and his bed some money to pay him.

Enough money.

He went into the Therapy officines of the town, to the most expensive therapist.

A guy named Daniel L. Travis.

He could help him to know what he fears about.

He waited until... "Stan Marsh, is that it?" asked one of the secretaries of the therapist.

"Yeah it's me" he walked onto the room.

"Hello i'm the therapist Daniel L. Travis" Daniel said.

"Hi i had a long and terrifying nightmare, and i want to know what i fear" Stan said, laying down on one of the room's sofas.

"Ah nightmare ah? Care to explain me?" Asked Daniel.

"Yeah, by the way, it's long so you have to take notes of it, notes of the half parts, because how you should know a nightmare-"

"-represents what a persons fears in the real world. I know i know. Let's get this started" Said Daniel ready to analize.

"Ok, the nightmare was that i had my life just like i have"

"For what are you saying it must be a fear to feeling to be the center of the universe"

"But my girlfriend's friends hated me. I don't know when or since. But i could feel a demonic flame sparkling in his eyes"

"Classic, must represents heterophobia"

"Then again his parents either"

"Okay, must personificate the fear of your girl's parents misjudging you"

"Then again, one of my babe's friends formed a band and his representant tried to blame accusing me of peeping, and when everybody knew it, my parents and my uncle disowned me, my girlfriend cheated on me with my super best friend Kyle, banging him and marrying him, the others, let's just say, that they bullied me as well the representants and his gang of gorillas, making me live a hell here, so i didn't had other exit than suicide" Stan explained long but slowly.

"Alright for what have you been explaining, it turns out that all of it personificates your fear of feeling the center of the universe, and after that the persons see you like some kind of freak, for something they accuse you. You are a sympathic and a kind boy who doesn't never go down the ungratefuls level"

"Wow, that's very true"

"And for the nightmares, i have a solution" he handed him a little jar "Relax pills, for persons who suffers of PTSD or nightmares that act like demons inside of him who consumes him"

"Ok, i'll drink them"

"Thanks"

"You are welcome. Well… see ya"

"See ya Marsh"

Then he gone home.

To be continued...