Overly happy.. That's how I want to feel on my own, without drugs.. Without medicine. Happy Pills are addictive. Once you take a dose, you can't stop. . . . I got home 8 hours later, and the Happy Pills were wearing off. I took since more as soon as I stepped into my room, and then went to bed so they could start working. I fell asleep, surrounded by artificial happiness from a small capsule.. I woke up about an hour later, and I was so happy, I couldn't help smiling, even when I thought of the worst things that would normally make a person sad. It all seemed happy. I wish this feeling could last forever. I wish I could be truly happy. Does it feel the same? Does it feel.. Better? I wondered with a grin on my have as I sat on my bed, staring out the window that have me a view of the neighbor's house. I watched their kids play, and it made me smile more. I love being happy..

It made me happy when the doctor said the happy pills could kill me if I took any more, even though that meant no more fake smiling. I pleaded to him that I wanted to be happy. He refused to tell me anything else. I didnt know what I'd do.. Nothing made me happy except happy pills.. I cried in my room, wondering how I'd ever be happy. Then I realized... If I take more.. I'll DIE happy! It sounded amazing! It was an awesome idea, I thought. I'll never be sad again! I took more happy pills, and something in my body decided to malfunction. I was dying.. But I was happy. Addiction isn't worth the price in the end.. I realize that now. But at least I was happy..

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