oh my god

guess what this is about…..

I crammed everything into my bag, they were coming. I was sweating and moving quickly, I had never been so stressed. When the last needle had disappeared in the blackness of my bag, the door banged open. I was thrown to the floor and I felt some bones crack. I rolled over and watched them search my abode. They found nothing; until one picked up my black bag and turned it upside down. Needles and bottles fell out, air tight packages and tablets, I just starred. They examined the contents now on the floor and looked at me. One pulled me to my feet and cuffed my hands behind my back. He brought me outside to the car. He threw me in and got into the driver’s seat and we began moving. We drove past people, stores, and nature. How could they be so happy? Didn’t they know what was happening to me? Didn’t they care? We pulled into the police station and the cop took me roughly from the back and pushed me into a small cage like room. A light blinded me and a man came in and started asking me everything possible. What was my name? How old was I? Where did I live? Was I married? I was overloaded.