Sobering Summer
- Lecturas 19
- Votos 2
- Partes 5
"And then there is me, Casey, the middle child. Had my first drink at the age of 13,
Smoked my first joint at the age of 15,
Took my first pill at the age of 18,
And snorted my first line at the age of 19,"
Casey has the feeling that everything around her goes too fast. While everybody around her starts building their lifes, she sees herself in nailed to her childhood bed. There is only one thing getting her out right now...
But after years, something has to change. The thing is, she really doesn't know how. What happens when the things you're supposed to stay away
from, are everywhere around you?
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