After an intense argument with the junkies I call my parents, all I could think about is rushing home. Fresh hot tears pour down my face causing my make up to smear and a mixture of eyeliner and mascara to cascade down my cheeks as I sped home. Arriving at my condo, I am greeted by my roommate and best friend Emily , sadly, my mind is consumed with flashbacks and voices of my troubled childhood causing me to rush past her. Finally , reaching the bathroom, I begin rummaging through the medicine cabinet as numerous bottles and boxes fall into the sink along with a little clear pocket full of pills. With trembling hands, I rip open the little package and spill 5 pills in my mouth swallowing them without hesitation. Dropping to the cold tile floor, I begin to feel reality slip away as the substance invades my body. Bringing my knees to my chest and leaning my back against the wooden cabinets. I blink in and out as the darkness of my past and reality fade away as relief takes over my body.
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The Life Of Neveah Everson
General FictionNeveah Everson is a beautiful 21 year old, she is Puerto Rican and black with crackheads as parents. She is one of three girls (yes she is a triplet). Neveah is a travel nurse aspiring to be a doctor. But what most people don't know except her roomm...
