… was blurry, but I could somehow make out her, she seemed to have a glow around her. She sat me up and waved her hand in front of me. It took me a few minutes to realize that she was holding a joint. Wait...it was part of a joint. My head fell back…

… down to a bed. My shirt felt wet and my mouth felt dry and tasted of vomit. I had an IV in my left arm, but I couldn't feel it, I still felt numb. I laid there in that bed in confusion for hours, and as feeling returned, I realized I had a catheter,…

… to try and adjust his focus to be able to see it, and moaned again seeing it was past noon. He rubbed his head and sat up against his bed, knocking against a small bottle of rum that lay on his chest. He moaned again rubbing his head, and began to…

… to fill. That was my first panic attack and I still hadn't completely gotten over it. I sipped on a water bottle Stacie gave me, as the talking of the others seemed to smother me. I could hear them as if they were screaming right next to me. …

… a child then, small and friendless, just moved to this town, with my mother and brother after the death of my dad. I was at the end of grade five, which was probably a bad time to move, and I was having a hard time adjusting to the work. My brother…

… trial, John offering us dinner. After a few moments of silence we gave our orders in, and John cleared his throat. "Do you guys want to hang out after this?" I smiled nodding. "It's been awhile." My smile faded then as I thought what usually happened…

… his hair, sitting in front of the sink in the small bathroom. He was actually excited looking in the mirror finally satisfied with the way he combed it evenly on each side, curling up a bit around his ears. He went back into the guest room down the…

… him awake. "I told you not to go out last night." "I'm up!" He screamed sitting up and rubbing his head. "Don't yell please." His voice was scratchy hung over, he woke up like this Saturday morning too, having to fight with her about where he was…

… my brother be sworn in. "Are you ok?" She whispered. I just shook my head wiping a tear from my eye. I couldn't hear as good as I could sitting up there and was glad as I saw him slouched there, his eyes barley open. Dan could see this, and sighed…

… room. It was small and white, with one window on his left, and a curtain on the right. His vision was too blurry to see much farther then the bed he laid on, and confusion filled his head and at first he thought he was dead since everything was so peacef…