Amy lay back against the headboard sipping on a miller light. She looked at herself in the mirror across the room. Wondering if she was truly loosing her mind. Lastnight was something that she couldnt quite remember. She woke up the next morning on the bathroom floor. Her hair damp and matted to her head. It was shorter now..she had obviously cut it but why. It had hung slightly over her shoulders but now it was just pass her ears. Black hair with red streaks was the colors she sported now. She still wasnt sure if she liked the change. But there was nothing she could do about it now. She chugged the rest of her beer from the can and sat it on the bedside table. Laying on her stomach and stretching across the bed she continued to stare across the room. Not at anything in particular. More of a blank stare. She hated these black outs. Not knowing what had happened. What she had done, where she had been or even who she had been with. It was kind of scary. But she didn't know how to stop it.