Have you ever had that feeling that someone's watching you, like you're not completely alone? That unmistakable sound that comes from down the stairs, somewhere in the shadows?
Awareness as to what substance abuse can really do to someone as well as their family. Is it really worth tearing apart a family for liquid, temporary happiness?
We all run from something, and it always catches up, always...a girl with no memory of her identity is running, but why? And will whatever it is catch up?
