Memoirs Aren't Fairytales

A dark tale of a young woman's descent into the hell of drug addiction. "I could feel my chin falling towards my chest, my back hunching forward. My body was acting on its own, and my mind was empty, like all my memories had been erased. There was scenery behind my lids. Aqua colored water and powdery sand that extended for miles. I was never going back to coke. I wanted more heroin. And I wanted it now." Leaving behind a nightmarish college experience, nineteen-year-old Nicole and her best frie...