OrdinaryandInspired
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Coming Home
I knew I’d had a big night, but I didn’t think I’d drank that much. I could feel my pulse pounding through my skull as I opened my eyes. This wasn’t the first time I couldn’t remember how I got where I was, but it was the first time I’d woken up, hunched over, beside a stranger on a train.
By OrdinaryandInspired3 years ago in Fiction
Off the Rails
There's vomit all over me. I couldn’t open my eyes, but I could feel it hardening on my skin. I knew I’d been here for a while, laying in my own bodily fluids and who knows what else. I felt dirty, like the kind of dirty where you’re afraid that if you keep scrubbing, your skin might come off too. I could feel my body shaking. It was uncontrollable, from the bottoms of my feet to the top of my head; I was shaking all over. The hair on my arms was standing up and I could feel my heart racing, but not in a normal high speed race type of way. More like an out of control, running from something, type of race. I laid still with my eyes closed, trying to ease the shaking, I could feel every inch of my skin craving a hit. I can’t remember the last time the withdrawals were this strong. I needed it, right now or I would ultimately die.
By OrdinaryandInspired4 years ago in Fiction
