Falling in Love in Rehab

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                           In the corner of a dark empty room, she sits, and then prepares the heroin carefully. She places a crystal on a clean silver spoon, then takes a syringe and adds an adequate amount of water on the spoon. An anxious feeling begins to eat her because she wanted to take a blissful shot. She lifts the spoon and heats it with a lighter, impatiently watching as the heroin joins with water. She takes the syringe and stirs the mixture with it, then places a small cotton ball on the mixture. The cotton absorbs the drug, and she takes the syringe, its tip is in the cotton, after that she pulls the plunger. Her lips stretch in a smile like a kid who's longing for a candy. She bends her arm, and then penetrates the needle in her abused vein on her almost flat skin. 

                The  drug rushes in her veins together with her blood. The stimulating sensation is uncomfortable for a second but she begins to feel a beautiful commotion in her body. Getting high is always the highlight of her days… it makes her forget the tragic fate her lover had.

                Her body reacts violently after she takes another shot -- a lethal shot that may kill her.

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