The alarm clock started ringing, Amaria had started to woke up in a daze. Her hand flipped up clockwise to turn off the alarm clock in a perfect half circle stretch. After the alarm clock was turned off, Amaria then stretched out from her bed and yawned, but then , paused. Her eyes darted around her. She noticed something...she was in her bed! What she turned off was her alarm clock!
"Am I'm back at my apartment?",thought Amaria.
She examined herself and looked around trying to decide where she was...she was back at her apartment! But, as she looked around more in the apartment, she realized there were bottles of alcohol laid about and spilled across the floor,
"He bhagavaan!",cursed Amaria.
As she fully began to realize of what happened last night,her last memory of what that bartender had given to her. She had to make sure that this wasn't a drunk one night stand. Amaria tried to look over to see if there was anyone in her bed. It turned out there was no one. This brought on a sigh of relief for Amaria. Fear gripped her momentarily. she is the same age as when her mother had gotten pregnant with her. She didn't want to go through as similar experience as what her mother did. She was sure if something like that ever happens there were always the other options ,such as ,abortion or adoption. Amaria had always known to stay away from things,such as ,unplanned pregnancy. Amaria she felt like she could not put an child up for adoption.It would make her feel like how her own childhood had changed because she had a step father. Abortion, although very serious and many people hate discussing it, was another choice ,too. She was not prepared to take care of a baby at all. Amaria stepped out of bed to look around the room, she could see more bottles everywhere. Her mouth opened in shock, it was through the whole apartment. Amaria started to slide to the ground , seeing the bottles everywhere, Amaria cried rocking back and forth.
"How could I be so stupid?",asked Amaria to herself angrily.
What would her friends think if she became a drinker !? What will her parents think!? What will the people at her job think? She knew that she couldn't and shouldn't have a reputation like that! Amaria cried and cried. She needed to get help! She needed her family's help!