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A day in the life of ... an addict I was Awake. It was already there, that feeling, that craving. I rose from my dirty stained

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Introduction

A day in the life of ... an addict I was Awake. It was already there, that feeling, that craving. I rose from my dirty stained cream sofa and stared at my reflection in the smeered mirror. I studied the bags under my eyes, I looked a state. I had once been the 'popular kid' as some would say. I wasn't anything anymore. Without it, I was cold, alone just a person on my own and nothing meant a thing to me, just as I meant nothing to everyone. It had become my God, my best friend, my family, my career. It was the reason I had dropped out of college, the effect it had on me was so invigorating, I needed to stick a syringe in my arm numerous times throughout the day just to function properly. ...read more.

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She had a close family; her dad was a doctor and her mum was a lawyer. Although she had a privelaged background, her parents were always so busy with their jobs that she never really got to see them. I was meeting up with Jake, my dealer, that morning to give me the 'stuff'. I had about an hour to get ready and be outside the entrance to Queensbury park in London. I stepped into the freezing cold shower and washed my greasy hair. I couldn't believe it, I was at the point where I was using a bar of soap as shampoo. I got dressed as quickly as I could. ...read more.

Conclusion

Soon her manager and fellow co-workers also found out she was an addict. It was then discovered that it was here who had been 'borrowing' the money from the tills to buy her 'stuff'. They let Kate go with a payment, they were very understanding yet felt very hurt and betrayed. Jake was late. My umbrella broke and I was standing in the pouring rain for about 15 minutes before he finally turned up. I was drenched through to my underwear. There was no one around, me and Jake exchanged glances. he handed me my 'stuff' and I handed him his money. I was excited. At last I could have that invigorating feeling again. We said our goodbyes and I ran home. ?? ?? ?? ?? Sophie Shepherd 10JP 21.05.2006 ...read more.

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