Ashley shut her eyes as her world was yet again spinning.  She relished in the numbness that was settling over her body.  She felt like she was floating, like the weight that normally made her sink so low, was finally lifted and she was flying higher than she ever thought she could.  She should be used to this by now, considering how much of a routine this has become to her, but every time it felt new.  Like it was her first.  She cut another line of the heavenly white substance, and then picked up her trimmed plastic straw.  She snorted it fast, scrunching up her nose as the powder burned her nose.  She dropped the straw, and grabbed the half empty vodka cranberry she had poured just minutes ago.  She emptied the glass and felt the burn in her stomach, and stood up walking towards the kitchen to pour another.  As she reached for the handle on the refrigerator, she tripped over herself a little bit and busted out into laughter.  She opened the fridge pulling out the cranberry juice and then setting it down on the counter next to the vodka bottle.  She went back to the fridge and opened the freezer getting some ice cubes for her glass.  As she started walking back to the counter, her body started to feel different.  Her face felt clammy, and she shivered at the chills that ran down her spine.  Her eyes were getting even more blurry and she could no longer feel her body.  Her legs gave out and she fell to the floor shattering the glass next to her body.  She stared at the ceiling as she watched her world go black. 

She squinted at the brightness of the room when she tried to open her eyes.  As they adjusted, she noticed that she wasn’t in her house.  Great… Where am I this time? She looked around and realized she was in a hospital room.  She glanced at the door and watched as a tall dark haired woman yelled into her phone while holding the door open.  Aww… Shit… As if things couldn’t get any worse…  The woman slammed her phone shut and stormed into the room.

“Do you have any idea how many meetings I had to cancel to fly back here because of you?!?”  Ashley’s mom screamed at her.  “I swear… if your father was still alive… he would be dealing with all of this shit… I actually have a life.”  My mother everyone!!  Biggest bitch on the West Coast.  And I only wish I was exaggerating.