How To Write An Addiction To Ice Essay

It’s strange, ever since I first woke up I never realized just how enticing frozen water really was. I mean. . . I guess, I have always kind of had this pull towards ice every since I first tried it with a couple of friends of mine, but it wasn’t until saturday morning that I didn’t want it. I needed it! I’m scared, I messed up. I should have never tried to fit in, but now that I have, I’m hooked. Now it’s all I can think about. Shaved ice, ice cubes, ice flakes, gourmet, half cubes, and even crescents-- All shapes and sized, even ice of many flavors is like a trip to flavor heaven!
Sometimes I find myself wandering into my kitchen, to dig ice out of the freezer. . .
I have to keep it on the low, but with every cube of ice and passing hour it comes harder, and harder to hide my obsession. . . My addiction to ice.
Ice, Ice, Ice. It’s all I can think about and I believe it is all my life revolves around. I’m scared my family and friends will find out about my fixation, and most of all what will happen if I don’t get some ice soon. …show more content…
How do they do it?

How do they put up with not having ice? Sometimes I wonder if they ever tried it?

When is it going to snow?

It’s November. . . So it would be a miracle if it snowed sometime soon.
God. That would be amazing. Snow. . . All the flakey ice an addict like myself could ever ask for. I would probably get a cold, but it would be worth it. Come on December--Janurary, snow wherever you are! I’m shakin from the rush! I can’t wait!
Gosh, I could go on about ice all day long.

Sunday came by and my fixation for ice has gotten worse if possible?
I use to be able to do with just so a few cubes, but now I am up to six to ten? -- I kind of lost count and it longer matter anymore. All that matters is just keeping the truth away from my family.

How much longer can I keep up the charade?

I need help.

Maybe after one more ice cube . .