Done- From A Drugs Point Of Veiw
Buffalo, New York, at a private school named Ace Academy is where I’ve been most popular lately. The drug dog doesn’t come around much, so I’m in a lucky place. My job is to destroy people’s lives; it’s more fun than it sounds. Sadly, a countless number of times I have made new friends that accept me for who I am, but then one day they just throw me down and walk away yelling, “I’m done!” That is what some “People” would call smart, but who wants to walk away from me? I am irresistible! And you just can’t get enough of me, literally.
My latest victim is a 14 year old girl named Samantha Clark. She has long brown hair that she wears in a braid, and these killer green eyes like a cat. Samantha doesn’t talk much, but she’s the kind of business I need to stay alive. I am the center of her world. If I miss her, her brain will know it and she’ll waddle over to where I’m stashed, and light me up! Some days, I’m with her all the time, others I only get to spend a few minutes with her.
One day, she brought a friend; they spent time with me together, and I learned that the friend’s name was Max Carton. She was 15 years old, and had long black hair which was always covering up her deep blue eyes that looked like they could just suck you up.
One day Samantha had a lot of me – too much even for my liking. And the next day, only Max came, and the day after that, and the day after that, and many more days until I realized Samantha was never coming back.
A few weeks later, Max came to me with tears in her eyes. I was frightened. She grabbed the bag and grasped it so tight I could see her fingers straining. Then all of a sudden, she chucked me into the highway full of cars and yelled,” I HATE YOU!” Sob, ”YOU RUINED MY LIFE!” And then she ran off, and somebody ran me over.
I was gone, along with Max, and Samantha, and everybody else whom I’ve tortured. For that last split second that I could feel something, I realized what I had done to Max’s life. I killed her best friend, and she probably wouldn’t be the same, ever again.
This story was an example of how drugs can destroy your life physically and emotionally.
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