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Post by alliya on Feb 12, 2011 20:48:09 GMT -5
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Alliya was wandering in the hallways. She was trying to find the nurse. She needed something. Hell she wanted heroin, but she didn’t have access to it. She may be able to get a hold of some later, but right now it was a no go. She knew that the withdrawals would come soon, since the last time that she had shot up was about a day and a half ago.
Her crash had happened earlier this morning, and the withdrawal symptoms began to show up about an hour ago. First it just started with not being able to sit still. Constant tapping, pacing, and any other form of movement around her empty dorm room. She only had a few bags and they had been laying on her bed.
As soon as her palms began getting sweaty, she made her way down towards the nurse like Tristan had told her, even though she wanted heroin not methadone. She just didn’t want to deal with the crippling pain. Well, she just didn’t want to be curled up in a ball in cramp like pain.
She knocked on the door before walking in. She looked around for a minute before just aclling out.”Ummm Hello?” she said softly, sitting down in one of the chairs in the office.
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Post by amber on Feb 16, 2011 22:04:32 GMT -5
Amber signed and stirred her coffee. Yeah it was sometime in the afternoon but her migraine from the night before hadn't gone away and she was still itching to go home take a nice relaxing bath and just hit the hay for a day or so. But here was she at work... again. She tapped the spoon on the rim of her coffee cup before placing the spoon down and taking a sip of the coffee. She closed her eyes and let a small sigh escaped her lips and as she tried to concentrate on her work. Earlier today a young boy had come in completely hammered out of his mind. He was know sleeping in one of the rooms, and he was being cheeked on every 10 minutes. Amber hadn't wanted him to go to the hospital because he wasn't showing any signs of alcohol poisoning. She figured he would just have a hug hang over in the morning and throw up a lot. One of the school cops was in the room also awaiting for the kid to wake up. He and his friend had apparently robbed a near by alcohol store which is how they got the alcohol.
His friend was in a locked room with one of the doctors from the hospital. He was going to be leaving shortly though. He had actually came in so hi that he started to pee in the garbage can, then he ate an entire eraser. What ever he had had Amber was sure it was a hallucinogenic and maybe something else mixed in with the alcohol. This morning when they where escorted in the police actually had to physically pull the boy off amber and tie him down to the bed. He had came at amber and started to choke her scream something about purple giraffes and a pink monkey that apparently made him suck his dick. Amber was now wearing a scarf to hid the slight bruise left there. Amber took another sip before hearing the door close someone state a greeting. Amber walked out and smiled at the girl. She looked healthy enough even though she was slightly twitchy in a way. Amber walked over to her desk and sat down in the chair looking towards the girl.
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Post by alliya on Feb 19, 2011 13:36:07 GMT -5
I'M THE NEW CANCER [/B][/size][/font][/size] •• N E V E R • L O O K E D • B E T T E R ••[/i] A N D Y O U C A N ' T S T A N D I T- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -She noticed that a few of the rooms were shut. She didn’t know why, and she was sure that she wasn’t going to find out. As soon as she said something she saw someone walk out of the room that was shut. As soon as she saw the nurse she immediately thought about leaving. She looked young, and probably wouldn’t give her what she wanted. She’d probably tell her too bad, but she didn’t want to deal with withdrawals.
”Ummm” she said as she looked down. She wasn’t one to do this. She would rather deal without it then get heroin rather than methadone. Although the school would probably think that this was progress since they would know that she wouldn’t have had heroin in a while. Withdrawals didn’t usually set in until a day or two after being without it.
”I was wondering if you had any methadone” she said softly and quite quickly. She didn’t like authority figures, and this was one of them. Able to control her supply, although many people here could control her supply, the one that she didn’t have. Since her parents didn’t let her keep any in the house and they checked often.
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