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15th Birthday

My 15th birthday didn't go how I planed it to go. My friends 

decided to bring me to an 18 and under club. I didn't plan on 

going but they surprised me for my birthday. I finally gave 

into going after they pleaded. While at the club all of my 

friends went to the bathroom, while I stayed on the dance 

floor. 3 girls came up to me and offered me some Cocaine. 

They told me that I would have a better time if I took it, that 

it would be fun, and everything would be okay. At first I 

refused but eventually after they kept on saying how much 

fun it would be, I gave in. I only thought that it was a one 

time thing, and it would be fun, but this was not the case.

Education

After the event at the under 18 night club, I soon became 

addicted to Cocaine. It started to effect me in school. I didn't 

want to go to school anymore. I had goals to be a lawyer. I 

was going to graduate in a year (Age 16), since I had enough 

college credits. It started to seem that I would just barley be 

able to graduate with the rest of my class.I started to get D's 

and F's on all of my tests. I soon didn't put my effort into 

school, but I put all of my effort into finding more cocaine.

Friends

All of my friends started to notice that I was acting different. I 

started to hang out more with others that would be able to 

supply me with more cocaine. This effected my friendships 

greatly. I lost most of my friends because of this. There 

parents had heard that I had done drugs and didn't want there 

children hanging around me anymore. Even though I had lost 

my true group of friends, I started to hang out more and more 

with the other druggies at my school. Everyday after school I 

would tell my parents I was staying after to get extra help at 

school, when I was really near the basketball courts getting 

high with my new friends. 

Society

Eventually my actions started to effect everyone. My parents finally 

heard about my drugs addiction and told me that I had the chose of 

getting help or I had to move out. So I decided to move out. While living 

on the streets I didn't have any money. I started to pick pocket every 

business man or women I saw on the streets. I finally made up enough 

money to buy a large amount of cocaine. Since I had purchased such a 

large amount I somehow got busted. That's when I hit rock bottom.

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