Everybody gets hangovers in their lifetime, but mine wasn't like any other, I was craving not for the same thing. Four months ago I would have gladly jumped at a chance to go party with my friends but lately it made me feel sick to the gut. It's like all my cravings had developed into something worse, I needed to get answers, I couldn't keep going like this. I realised that Mella had been right all along, if I had to go on living then somehow I needed to feel the one major void in my life.
I walked slowly and sat on the chair facing my parents. My mother turned uncomfortably against her will from the stares she was giving my father and looked at me smiling. " You sitting there, I know there is something you want to say so shoo, off with it, " she said smiling warmly towards me and for a
