Over the next few months the voice came to me more and more. It made me do so many things that I didn't want to do, but I was so afraid that if I didn't obey something bad would happen. On the last day of school for my fourth grade year my mother had bought me a present, I saw it setting on the kitchen table as I walked in that day. The voice told me to destroy it, destroy it when mother waled in to tell me to open it. If I didn't do this my mother would die. She walked in with a bright smile on her face, she told me how great of a son I was, and how much she loved me, and how proud she was of me finishing another year of school with excellent grades. I knew that if I destroyed the package it would hurt her so bad, the voice literally shouting in my head, telling me to call her names and smash the package, mother smiling at me, presenting the present. I was so confused, I wanted to die at that moment. The image of the puppy came back to me, my mind told me "You killed and innocent puppy, you can crush this package and ridicule your mother". The voice telling me to listen to myself. I finally reached for the package, I looked at mother and told her she was a horrible mom and that I hated her, I told her she was so stupid, and that it was her fault that father had died. I then took the package and stopped it, I smashed it into pieces. Then I saw what it was, it was a photo in a brilliant frame, of my mother and father holding me when I was just a baby, and on the edges of the broken frame I could barely read what it said, but it read "How fast they grow". I looked up at my mother, her eyes filled with tears, I could tell that I had not just stomped on my present, but I had stomped on my mothers heart.
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I would just like to know what you think, do I display enough emotion and imagery for the situation?

Maybe some feedback on this?