Next couple weeks was crazy. I haven't been doing anything besides going to school and than home and getting drunk and high as fuck. I felt like I was low key losing my mind. I started to get sick though. No one wanted to take me to the hospital until I passed out. Doctors said they couldn't find what was really wrong with me. I was lightheaded, put on oxygen because mine kept dropping, a low heart rate, and organ failure but they didn't know what was causing it. I just knew this was how I was going to die.
I spent weeks to months in the hospital felt like I was on my death bed. By time early May rolled around I was finally getting better it felt like. It seems as all my symptoms had went away over night. I was released from the hospital and back home. Even though I knew I was having liver failure I still popped a bottle of henny. I didn't wanna live anyways. I drink two whole bottles than popped some pills to over dose. I felt my eyes roll in the back of my head and got lightheaded. I fell to the floor staring at myself in my mirror as my eyes got heavy I could finally go be with my mom.
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When Two Worlds Collide
Подростковая литератураThis story follows the early life of James also known by his street name Headshot or Shooter. James had an extremely rough childhood, one that turned him into the cold monster that he is today. It also follows the early life of Brionna. Bri was a Q...
