narrative

My senior year was a searching period for me. I was faced with the reality that I was about to enter my adult life. It seemed like I had to grow up way to fast. I have always been mature for my age, but the idea of supporting myself was a bit frightening. Nine months was all the time I had before graduating and I had mixed emotions about graduation. I knew I was about …

…e, great music, great friends, and great drinks. My friend urged me only to take two pills. Being in that state I took six. The effects did not hit me until an hour and four drinks later when I was on the dance floor. In one instant I went from being hot and moist to cold and clammy. It felt as if someone had just turned on an industrial size fan pointed right at me.