. So much for making the pain go away… I want to drink more, but when I tilt the bottle up, I realize it's empty. Huh? It was full a minute ago? Wasn't it? Am I really that wasted? I drop the bottle onto my bed. I hear more screams from my mother – I prefer not to call her mom – and pleads from daddy. I try with all my might to get up, but I can't seem to move. I force myself up after a minute and my stomach lurches. I fold my hand over my mouth and count to ten. The feeling goes away ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bPQgMRtBJPc&hl=en
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment