Oh God! I hear voices as they step out of their vehicle and close the doors behind them. If they walk around the building they will see my car, if they haven’t spotted it already. Shit! I left the license plate numbers scribbled in my journal, wide open on the passenger seat! The car is …
I am running faster than I have ever run before. I hop three fences and slide on the wet grass beneath me. I want to look back but I am terrified to slow down. I heard Chelsea say she saw me running. Is she behind me? I begin pounding on the slider door of a …
Oh God, a moving van! I check the time on the cordless phone and discover it is close to 2:30 am. How do they think they are going to get away with this, so late at night? I see a female and another male walk towards the huddle from the van. My mind is thinking …
The motel is grungy, dirty and full of people that match the outside appearance. I drop Eric off and pull out and back around to the back of the motel. I can’t help but wonder why he is so adamant about being dropped off here. He insists the people he is visiting do not like …
My anxiety increases to a growing fear resulting in a bottled rage. My hands are balled in fists, waiting to connect with Red’s face. Red has never been to my old house, so I know the only way she can possibly know about its location is from an old so-called friend I met at rehab. …
As his anxiety builds, Eric begins speed talking and throwing his hands around in a panic. I try to follow but my own mind is racing with speculations, drowning out his voice. About a month ago Eric and I had lived upstairs at Isaac and Jenn’s home. Back then I was still trying to pull …
As I sit in my car, embracing my nod, I am startled by a tap on my window. My asshole boyfriend, Eric, is attempting to get into the car with me, (most likely because he cannot survive or feed his own addiction without using me). Foolishly, I unlock the door to let him in. Despite …
The darkness is consuming my wake, as morning is upon me. Most people associate darkness with the black skies the night brings with it. However, the morning is when I disappear from the world. I have spent the entire night scavenging for money and feeding my hopeless addiction; heroin. I am the underbelly of a society …
As many of you know, I wrote a blog series called, “Epidemic” a couple of years ago. During this time, I received hundreds of messages from people who told me that they were inspired by the story, convicted by the story, or had been able to understand and forgive addicts in their lives because of …
