Chapter 1:
So there I was, in the middle of the street, just a tad drunk. I wasn't even a drinker, but I stupidly thought one couldn't hurt. I stopped after I found myself enjoying the feeling of it. I knew better than to drown my sorrows with alcohol, but what did I do? I pretty much threw everything out the window. I hated myself for even attempting to get wasted. That just wasn't me; it would never be me.
I walked over to the sidewalk and sat down on the curb, leaning back on my hands, and stretching out my legs. I sat there for a while, just looking up at the stars. They really were something. I didn't know the names of any or what they meant, but I knew they were beautiful. And right then, that was all that mattered to me. The vastness of it all made my problems seem so insignificant. It was like I could finally breathe. But I knew that when I woke up tomorrow, everything would still be the same, and reality would hit me like a slap to the face.
I didn't want to go home just yet, so I stayed, just as I was, for a while longer.
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