Status: Short Story!
Jocelyn Edwards' Journal
Entry Seven
August 20, 2004
I went to visit Annabeth today. I didn't have flowers to bring her, and for that, I feel terrible. As i shouted to the sky and let my anger lose, I took yet another hit and another gulp. It's funny, that I'm addicted to Heroine, when that is the exact opposite of what I was. What I am. So I find my relief in drugs and alcohol. It's the only way I can get away from all the guilt and from the pain. I'm letting my dear sister down by not being stronger for her, but I can't stop. And why isn't God here for me? Why isn't He wrapping me up in His arms and making all this pain go away? Is it because of the lie? Is this Karma? Is that why all of this is happening to me?
I went to visit Annabeth today. I didn't have flowers to bring her, and for that, I feel terrible. As i shouted to the sky and let my anger lose, I took yet another hit and another gulp. It's funny, that I'm addicted to Heroine, when that is the exact opposite of what I was. What I am. So I find my relief in drugs and alcohol. It's the only way I can get away from all the guilt and from the pain. I'm letting my dear sister down by not being stronger for her, but I can't stop. And why isn't God here for me? Why isn't He wrapping me up in His arms and making all this pain go away? Is it because of the lie? Is this Karma? Is that why all of this is happening to me?