Try to save her

You knew you had to stop her from going but first you had to stop yourself from becoming the 60 - 70 year old **** addict. "I guess now's the time to stop" you picked up a lot of stuff. Needles, bongs and other crap that wasn't going to be of any use to you anymore. It probably cost you a lot of money to buy these but you didn't care. It had to go. After packing it all into a cardboard box you turned around to see your mother standing in the doorway, looking visibly confused.

"Are you ok Sam?" She asked you.

"Yeah of course Mom" was your reply "I just took a good look at myself and thought, wow what a fucking loser" She was surprised by your actions.

"Maybe you're finally growing up" she said smiling slightly "Anyway, your breakfast is ready downstairs" You watch as she leaves the room and think to yourself. 'What an ass she had, or is it has?'