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I felt the prick of the needle, but only for a second, because this great rush of warmth quickly followed, encompassing my whole body from my toes right up to the top hair on my head. I couldn't move for a minute as she guided the needle in and out of my vein. When she was done, I felt like I had entered heaven. I looked in the mirror and felt beautiful and confident. I felt this great peace, at last, a warmth, and I knew that everything was going to be okay—and really always had been. Like time had stopped and I was floating on a cloud. "Writing the book, I saw my old dope dealer and bought $1,500 worth of pure heroin—Brown Gold—and started shooting up 10 times a day to get the feel of the book. Well, I did, all right. I ended up in Glen Cove General, almost dead. In truth, you make a deal with the Devil. He takes away your pain, but he owns you. You live for the next fix. After a while, it's totally physical; your body has to have it. But I'm off it for good." —Linda Glovach
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Beauty Queen, Linda Glovach, Tricia Goyer
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- Released
- 2001
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- Title
- Beauty Queen
- Language
- German
- Authors
- Linda Glovach, Tricia Goyer
- Publisher
- Ravensburger Buchverlag
- Released
- 2001
- Format
- Paperback
- Pages
- 188
- ISBN10
- 347358150X
- ISBN13
- 9783473581504
- Series
- Tags
- Fiction, Young Adult, Contemporary Fiction, Death, Mental Health, Dark, Diaries, Drugs, Abuse, Suicide, Prostitution, Drug Addicts
- Rating
- 3.65 out of 5
- Description
- I felt the prick of the needle, but only for a second, because this great rush of warmth quickly followed, encompassing my whole body from my toes right up to the top hair on my head. I couldn't move for a minute as she guided the needle in and out of my vein. When she was done, I felt like I had entered heaven. I looked in the mirror and felt beautiful and confident. I felt this great peace, at last, a warmth, and I knew that everything was going to be okay—and really always had been. Like time had stopped and I was floating on a cloud. "Writing the book, I saw my old dope dealer and bought $1,500 worth of pure heroin—Brown Gold—and started shooting up 10 times a day to get the feel of the book. Well, I did, all right. I ended up in Glen Cove General, almost dead. In truth, you make a deal with the Devil. He takes away your pain, but he owns you. You live for the next fix. After a while, it's totally physical; your body has to have it. But I'm off it for good." —Linda Glovach