In Response To "Crank" by Ellen Hopkins

Let me just get this out there. This book is wacko. Completely and utterly wacko. The main character has two different sides. The good side is called "Kristina", and the drug-addicted side is called "Bree." I have to say, the way Kristina fought so hard to get Bree out of her system made me think about whether she ever really wanted to do drugs in the first place. Well then again, she kept going back for more and more. I find it sickening that someone could have the power to change their life with a snap of their fingers. How must that feel? I guess it depends on whether your new life is good or bad.
I actually feel bad for Kristina for having to put up with herself for so long. But what I really feel bad about is Bree. I mean, we all have her inside of us, It's just that most of us know how to control her. She's just this creature at the bottom of our minds, waiting for the perfect moment to attack your only reasonable way of thinking, ready to attack at the exact moment you gain the slightest vulnerability. And I've found that once she attacks, she never intends on leaving. You fight a war with her, both physically and mentally. Then, she takes you down and rips you apart bit by bit, until all that is left of you is your beaten body lying in the middle of the floor. Everything you knew left you a while ago, when Bree first decided to take control. Everyone abandoned you when she pushed you to show them that you didn't need or want them, even though you did. Bree came upon your soul and bit at it and killed it and made you wish you'd never listened to her. Now there is nothing left for you except for her, and yet you've pushed everything away so far, that even Bree left your mind and evaporated into thin air, leaving you as a pile of nothingness, a load of trash, worth not even a cent.
That's what Bree did to Kristina, and everyone who followed her crank-filled ways.
That's what Crank told me.