Harry stared outside his bedroom window with a glum look on his face. The clear sky and bright sun contrasted starkly with his mood. His father once again had been a major asshole. He refused to go to Harry's virtual baseball tournament! How could he?

Frustrated and hurt, Harry pulled his lamp away from the wall and threw it into the window. Glass shattered everywhere. Almost magically, no glass so much as touched a precious hair on his head.

"Why doesn't my dad care about me?" Harry shouted at nothing.

Man did he love monologues. When nothing replied back as expected, Harry sat down on his bed with a sigh. He was like the best kid ever with no bad qualities to speak of. His dad never appreciated his hard work.

"If being good isn't good enough, then I'll just be bad," he decided with a large grin.

He proceeded to rub his hands together and laugh in a maniacal fashion.

This is obviously a story I wrote just for fun. I hope you enjoy it.