HOOKED AGAIN

               Tom

He had settled it in his mind and he wasn’t going back. The last time he tried to quit the drugs he went into a terrible feat; he was seeing things that weren’t there, hearing voices of people he didn’t see and shadows that followed him everywhere. He couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat, he was totally useless to himself. He lied to his wife that he had  the flu but he knew she didn’t believe him. Karen had been weird herself. She was snooping around, asking questions and going through his clothes. He was only too weak to do anything about it.

He tried to stay clean for about a week but it was HARD! Too hard! He was always thirsty and hungry but food didn’t satisfy him. He was cold, then hot; slow really slow. He couldn’t think, couldn’t even help Damien out with his home work. He was worse off it than when he was on it.

So he went back. Yes he did. He went back and it felt good; it felt like heaven. The “flu” was gone. Life was good.