My name is Alex, and this is my story of Heroin addiction.
Congratulations Alex! You got the highest mark in the class! Keep up the good work.
Jeffery- you coming to the party this weekend?
Sure, I'll bring Alex and some hell dust too.
I lived with my mother in a small house in Cooperstown New York, we lived just the two of us ever since my father left us as a child. My mom works all day at the gas station down the road, and spends nights shooting heroin, she never had any time to hang out with me.
Finally! I'm going to have a real high school experience!
At school, I got straight As, and my counselor even said that I had a fair chance at getting into schools like Stanford and Hopkins.
Want some smack?
All my teachers liked me, but I had no friends. Sophomore year of high school I decided to hang out with the ‘cool kids’. Soon enough, I got asked to parties and even got a boyfriend named Jeffery.
When I was invited to my first party at one of the cool kid’s house whose parents were out of town I was stoked! I felt that I was finally going to have a full high school experience.
At the party, I saw the cool kids with a whitish brownish powdery substance, and I watched as they smoked it. The cool kids and my boyfriend proceeded to offer me some of the substance that they called by the names ‘smack’ ‘big H’ ‘hell dust’ and ‘brown’.