Good Start?

I just started this story today! Do me a favor and please either +1 this or comment if you think that this would be a good idea for a story! If I don't get any I know that I should move on or alter the story plot. 
****WARNING! Kind of intense and a little graphic haha****

     It felt like fire as the chemicals made their way into my vein and through my blood stream. I bite my lip in an effort to restrain myself from pulling my arm away as the needle remained in my upper arm. For a second the world flashed and fazed in and out, a wave of dizziness falling over me, causing my eyes to droop. I inhale a sharp breath as the nurse pulls the syringe away. I close my eyes, the fiery feeling fading slowly from my body. My head still spun a little as I feel Cleo's hand fall upon my wrist. 
"Breathe Aspen, breathe." her voice rang softly through my head.
I take a shaky breath in and hold it for a second, releasing it at the thought of the fiery pain. I finally open my eyes my gaze falling first upon the needle that stood out intimidatingly against the table that the nurse sat at. Then my eyes flit across the room to Cleo's face, her eyes full of worry and curiosity had it worked? . . .

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