the clouds in my head (1)

It was a dark gloomy night. Cars were stuck in the street in heavy traffic,A tipical day in New york city.  In an allyway was a hunched figure with gleaming blue eyes and light brown hair, his name was joey. He had a slender cacuasion body with a scar on his right side and another on his left eye. joey was 28 years old, he arrived in New York 5 years ago from Rhode island in a small town called Central Falls. He had lived there his whole life with dreams of being a journalist. When he was 23 he got an intern ship in New York working for the local newspaper The New York Times. When he first arived there he was taken aback by the big city but soon beame acustomed to it all. soon joey was a sucsses he was a very good intern and was on his way to being a colum wrighter. but with all the stress this job had to offer joey did not know how to deal, he couldint take the stress any longer and so he turned to drugs heroin to be a fact.  Soon he became addicted and could not function properly with out it. One day while at work he had to go to an interview to see if he would be the colomist, the stress was buliding so he ran to the bathroom with 20 minets to spare , grabed out the needle and injected, what he did not know was that the cheif of the paper walked into the bath room and saw him do the whole thing outraged he fired joey. That was 3 years ago. Joey went out like a flame people soon forgot him and he became an addict , he lives in a rundown appartment and has a needle in his arm at lest 4 times a day.

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Joey: ugh ( leaning his head back agenst the wall) why must i always do this , im such a fucking idoit i hate myself soo fucking mutch why the fuck cant i just overdose and die already? he than pulles out the needle in his arm, gets up and starts to walk down the street he came from

joey: dam i cant even make it 4 hours withought doing it.. ugh i hate it!!!!!!!!

joey than walked over to a run down appartment building goes up the stairs and into his appartment building 3b.

as he gets in he cheks his vocemail

joey: hump prob my dealer. ( he hits the button)

voice: Hello?.. Joey are you there? I called jake and he said this is the number to get in touch with you.... Joey are you there? ... okay if your to busy call me back but listen , your father had a hart attack and is in the hospital , they say he's going to be in there for a month and i need someone to help me with work and the house. I know that we havent seen each other since the day you left and i dont know why you wanted it that way but we as a family need you, i just put $ 700 bucks in your account that should be more than enuff to fly you out here. please call me back

joey startled grabs the phone and dials the number.

ring.....ring......ring....ring

Joey: h-hello mom?

Mom: Joey is that you? you sound so diffrent

Joey: yeah i know um.... so about your message i dont know if i'll be able to come you know work and all but im gona have to see what i can do.

Mom: oooh okay than well please come we need you

Joey: yeah mom i know its just i've changed allot and im not shure your gona like what you see

Mom: Joey well as long as your not a drugie i'll be fine .. ooh sorry got to go .. love you

Joey: Mom - wa ( line dies)

Joey: Damit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( he grabs the phone and throws it to the floor) man what should i do?