November - 2010

my brother.... i think

Western Canada

so im having a sleepover at my half-sisters house. and my older brothers are there. i go outside to talk to the oldest. when i step outside i get a big stinky puff of pot in my face, of course i go back inside crying and coughing. my half-brother wakes up and asks whats wrong and between sobs i tell him, he looks at me blank expression and hugs me. the next morning when my dad comes to pick me up i say good bye and leave. in the car he asks whats wrong and i tell him. he looks at me and says "i hopes you wouldn't find out." i start to cry. when i go back to my moms i tell her and she gets annoyed. i used to be so close to him but every second, every minute, every hour, every day i feel as if we're growing farther and farther apart. i haven't seen him science then. every day i get told its better than cigarettes. ITS NOT. i hope he has relized that its stupid and useless. i miss my brother and i just want him back.

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I've been pressured to do marijuana

Northern Canada

One time one of my friends took me to a park and then we met up with my friend's other friend and the he asked me to do weed with both of them and I couldn't say no. So I had to say yes and then we went to this bush or forest and then my friends other friend pulled out this weird pepsi bottled like thing (A tool to smoke marijuana.) It was a taped pepsi bottle with a little hole on the cap. (Where you place the cannabis.) Then there at the bottom of the bottle there was something called a tail. (Something to make room I think for the "Smoke".) Then they lent me it with the bottle full of cannabis. Then they forced me to inhale it then later on I couldn't walk at all, I had a very time walking, I was very quiet I couldn't say anything, and my vision was zooming out really far. And in my mind it was really scaring me that I really wanted to freak out. And they took me to one of their house's and they expected me to laugh at a video game but I didn't, I was just quiet. And nearly wanted to sleep. After a month of that event. My brain is forcing me to do cannabis with them and I don't want to do it with them but my brain just keeps forcing me and I'm resisting to do it, but I'm really having a bad time. (Rolling around in bed when I'm sleeping. Stressing out hardcore.) And I'm taking walks to keep the cannabis stress off me, but when I'm home, my brain wants me to do cannabis. But I can resist against it. I will be alright, and I will never do this drug AGAIN!

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not really harm less

Western Canada

i am a 15 year old guy i thought that weed would get me high and have no consequences . i was wrong i found nothing wrong fiscally but...... a started hanging around druggy's and i tryed shrooms then coke then meth then well i srewed up bad i started stealing and growing and selling pot then making meth well just don't start ok trust me

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My True Drug Story

Northern Canada

I live in XXX marijuana use has ruined my life. One day while snowmobiling to school I was so high that failed to notice the thin ice sign over the local skating pond. In my altered state of consciousness I felt like I was flying down a mountain then I heard a crack and I plummeted into the pond at first I didn't know what had happened. than i felt the freezing burn of frigid water it felt like a thousand spiked tendril trying to eat my soul.I managed to pull myself half my out of the water but my drug addled brain gave up after that. I screamed for what felt like eternity until help finally came they took me to the hospital but it was too late I needed to have both of my legs amputated. now all I do is lie in my bed crying myself to sleep. Who ever reads this learn from my story and don't do drugs.

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Role Model

Western Canada

I had never been too good of a kid, smoking pot every now and then, drinking only because I was bored, and then something happened to me. I'm involved as an older youth in Scouting, and I was asked to be a leader to some of the cubs. I accepted, because I didn't think it would be very much work.

Then I went through a rather eventless year, and along came the summer. At the summer camp I attended as a councilor, I met a few kids that gave me hope.

These kids were energetic, happy but also looking for a brother figure in their lives. A few of them chose me. Realizing this I thought about it.

Anytime from that point forward I just have to think of those kids when I need to try harder in school, or when I need a reason to stay clean.

I come from a family with all sorts of drug problems, and feel like I would have gotten into one. I believe those kids at summer camp, who I get to work with almost every week, saved my life.

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Rollercoaster of drugggzzzz

Central Canada

I was always a perfect student, 95 average, on the debating team, teachers loved me, I had lots of friends.... until I met the ultimate killer. Heroine. I was at a small party and some friends asked me if I wanted to try it... SO I DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and now im addicted. im failing my senior year of school, when my goals were to get into yale or harvard. now my fate is decided. working at Quicky Mart will be my lyfe. kbye.

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READ ME

Other

I am 14 years old, i have an 18 year old brother. Now I want to tell you a short story

So my brother was in grade 12 while i was in grade 8 so i couldnt see what he did at school. One day he decided to try weed. He didnt get hooked on it which is a good thing but he told himself why not do it again. So after the third time he decided to skip class and smoke a joint. The principal of the school caught him high. She had called my parents. My parents started crying, then i started crying. Just doing it once can can be very bad for ur family trust. Now my brother doesnt get high but he goes to partys every friday and saturday nite and gets really wasted. Its better than getting high though.

On that day when he got caught high, I had a near death experience. I had fainted in class and I didnt wake up for 5 minutes. This was the worst day for me, my brother and my parents.

I can never look at my brother the same. He caved into peer pressure at the age of 18. Im 14 and i have been asked to smoke a joint many times but i said no. Dont let peer pressure get to you.

Wat i am trying to say is never try drugs cuz ur family will never look at u the same. U will lose all ur trust with ur parents and U WILL RUIN UR LIFE!!!!!

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pills

Western Canada

I don't remember much but all i can remember is getting into my best friends " brothers" car but she never did have any siblings. We were driving around for a bit and my best friend got out and said she was gonna go to her boyfriends, she left me all alone with him and i didn't know what to expect. We dropped her at her boyfriends then went to some park and by this time it was around 11;30pm, and i had to be home by 12 than he was like " hey have you ever tried ecstasy? " and i just looked at him and said no. After about few minutes of talking, he started to take these little coloured pills out of his pocket, i didn't know what they were so i just kept to myself and thought about something completely different. I kept thinking in my head, maybe i should do it because it's the cool thing to do and i'll get respect but on the other hand i've never done drugs before. I decided not too because i just thinks its stupid, but 10 mins later he was high and out of his mind .. he kept trying to talk but it didn't make any sense what so ever, so i was scared and wanted to go home .. but than hes like " baby no stay here, your so beautiful " i couldnt help myself but cry and wanting to go home, he tried to kiss me but i pushed him off and said BACK OFF ! he got all pissed than not even a second later he pinned me down...

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my reasons for not doing drugs.

Northern Canada

heey everyone, im a sixteen year old girl, and my reason for not doing drugs would be because two years ago. i ended up lossing my dad, due to drugs and alcohol addictions. this really made me see what drugs can do to a person, and what all you can loss. this indeed has a big inpact on me, my mom and my sister's life. we got to learn alot about drugs and what they do to people and what they make people turn into. i really hope my story helps someone, because if i could save someone from their life going down the drain like my dads did, it would know i did something right by sharing this with all of you. drugs make you do stupid things, they turn you into a different person. you end up not caring about anything or anyone anymore. i personally have been asked by friends to try drugs, each time i stay strong and say no. because i saw what happened with my dad and i know my dad watching me would not be proud to see me go down the same path as him.
i strongly incourage people not to try/do drugs, it really messes up your life, and changes the lifes of people around you. it hurts many people, definitely the ones that love the person that has the addiction.
if you truely care about yourself and your family, you wouldn't put yourself or your family members through it. thanks for reading. :)
ps. just remember when people ask you to do drugs, what your life could turn into, its not all fun and games. and definitely not worth destroying your future over.

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ECSTASY WARNINGS!

Other

I began taking ecstasy last year during trance events at a nightclub in XXX. The very first time I tried it, I ended up taking 1 pill. When that did not seem to work after an hour, I took another. Within 20 minutes, I was as limp and paralyzed as a ragdoll and had to be held during the entire 8 hours I was there. After 10 hours of not knowing where I was and not being able to walk or go to the washroom, it took me 4 hours to fall asleep. I thought this might be because it was my first time. Several months later, I decided to give it another chance. This time I did 2 pills and it kicked in. Because I was unable to differentiate between reality and fantasy, I accepted 2 water bottles from acquaintances in my group. They tasted extremely weird. Only later did they tell me they were laced with G (date rape). If I would not have been this high, I would never have done this copious amount of drugs. After drinking these water bottles, I could not close my jaw as it would open wide on its own. The inside of my mouth was bleeding as I could not sense I was biting my cheeks. By this point, I was unaware that individuals were giving me more ecstasy pills (another 4 in total). For those who need a calculation that equals to 6 Ecstasy pills and 2 G (date rape) laced bottles. I ended up being sick for 1 month with the shakes, paranoia and severe depression. I did not eat for 2 weeks. I have had severe memory loss. Don't think that one pill will not lead to more. It's dangerous. It also took me 1 1/2 years to not shake at the mere mention of the drug. It has a crazy effect on your body and makes you crave it. Never touch this drug.

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hipocrit

Western Canada

i was in eigth grade. my uncle was dying, his liver and lungs were shutting down. why? my family tells me smoking and alchohol. we visited my uncle almost every day. We watched him get worse. And the last time he spoke to me he said something along the lines of, "don't cry sweetie.". my uncle, who was lying in a hospital bed loosing his life, was telling ME not to cry. Looking back, i envy him. Just writting this i tear up..
one weekend during my uncle's stay in the hospital, i stayed at a friend from cheerleading's house. we planned to get high, and i was really excited because my ex boyfriend was going to be with us. i had a all nighter, smoking joints, pipes, and cigs. the next morning my dad picked me up, and we went to visit my uncle in the hospital. i was overcome by guilt.
heres my uncle, dying of smoking.. and i've just spent my whole night getting high. i felt horrible. i felt like the elephant in the room. the night was not worth the guilt. not at all . why? because my uncle died the next weekend. i love and miss him. and if i were to go back, i would have never of done that stupid sh*t.
all through grade nine i kept clean, with conscience on my side. but then came summer, and i wasn't thinking. everyone was getting high, and i didnt want to be the only sober one.

a few days ago i got high, to re-connect with my old bestfriends. to be honest with myself, i didnt want to do it. but i didnt want to say no to them, i want to be tight with them again. the next morning i felt regret.

i started thinking of cons of weed.. acne laziness and face dents.. ? i dont want any of this, a few hours isnt worth my looks or health. or regret.

stay clean, body and soul.
i know my uncle would be proud of my decision.

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Pathetic fears.

Atlantic Canada

One of my very close friends has gotten into drugs in the past week. When he came over to me and told me he was high, I refused to speak to him. I walked away really fast. He kept yelling my name, and asking my other friend why I was walking so fast. This was at school. Well, at a convenience store near my school actually. Before class, he apologized to me, and I just kind of stood there, still in shock that he would do drugs. He does smoke though, and I had almost gotten used to the fact that he does. But, finding out he was getting into drugs, was too much for me to handle. I don't want anything ever to happen to him.. and he has done it after the first time. He did on the weekend. I worry about him so much when I have absolutely no idea what he's doing, because he could be getting high. I'm scared of what this will turn out for him.. but I hope he just does what's right for him, and doesn't do anything too reckless.

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Drugs Changed My LIfe

Atlantic Canada

Well, It all started like this. I was driving last Friday on my way to Cincinnati On a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see my Mama and my Daddy with the baby in the backseat Fifty miles to go and I was running low on faith and gasoline It'd been a long hard year I had a lot on my mind and I didn't pay attention I was going way too fast Before I knew it I was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass I saw both our lives flash before my eyes I didn't even have time to cry I was sooo scared I threw my hands up in the air. The drugs I had been taking caused the accedent. KIDS DONT DO DRUGS
YOU COULD GET IN CAR ACCIDENTS.

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Brothers firt bad choice

Other

I wont menchen his name but my brother did it i was alway wounder if i should try it, i never did. But my brother di and he broke my dads heart. He became someone else even something else i cant even explain it good but i will try. he tried it out at about 11 with one of his friends. He got adicted fast the more he did it the more he faught, but one day it got to carried away he stole his teachers phone, this teacher is married to a big hokey playeir and it had all that info on it he didn't claim he did it thowbut his story kepped changing than when he came back in the house he started going wild like he never di before he punched me his little sister tan tried for the oldest brotherhe doged it the police came in as my dad pined him to the groung my brother right their was tasered. later that night the offisers phoned us and said to my dad "Your son was extermily high and it seems he has been smokeing alote of pot and doing meth at the same time. thats when my dad had to give him to my mom and seperate him from the oldest and myself. And he never stoped drugs it got worrse and worrse my mom couldent even do a thing about it. My brother became a stranger to me i stopped visting also ossing conection with my mom. because of on e chois emy midle brother made i don't know my mom i am starting to get to know her my brother clams to have quit but he hasn't, i can tell when i go near him i can smell it...... OH and i remember when we were even smaller than we are know my brother and i all agreed and belived that us three would never do drugs. when i was wanting to tri but saw what happens i look at it a differnt way. i am 14 now this happened when i was 8 years old.

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Crack Daddy

Western Canada

It all began when I was 11 years old. It was the night the police came barging into my family home and tackled my dad to the ground. I was so confused. My mother screaming to leave him alone. We were all so confused, we had no idea what would happen next. It turned out my dad had been dealing and using an copious amount of a substance called crack cocaine. I was shaking literally, but not as much as he was. I was mortified, not even knowing what it was. The saddest day was when I visited me dad in jail. He looked so sad.

My dad was put on bail if he agreed to go to rehab. We thought everything was going to change for the better... But we were wrong. :*(

Things only got worse, my dad left reab. ANd we haven't seen him since. My mom took it so badly. I thought she would not do drugs after all of the horrors we had been through with my dad, but I was wrong again. Why is everything so wrong in my life? :( She started smoking cannabis, but when that stopped masking her pain she began to use harder drugs like PCP and Heroin. Her life is now in shambles just like mine. I just don't know what to do anymore.

I know that I will not be like them. There just not who I used to know anymore. I'm 18 now and I've been straight edge my whole life. I found support by going to church. I know I have God on my side and that's all I'll ever need.

For anyone else who has gone through the same thing as me or something similiar just know there is someone always there for you, even if it isn't Jesus and God. Even friends can empower you.

<3 :)

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Drug-Runners

Other

I live in a town that's basically run by drugs. We produce, export, import, and abuse them all at the same time. It's a disgusting place to live.

The other day my closest friend tried heroin for the first time. I told him that once you do it for the first time, he'll want to do it again and again. Well it's true, he did want to do it again and again. I eventually found a way to make him stop, and he's had minor withdrawal symptoms ever since.

It's rather unfortunate that the one person in this town that I met that said they were totally against drugs and drug usage, wanted to help contribute to the war on drugs, and wanted to start a fundraiser to help addicts find a proper outlet for a more healthier lifestyle, ends up falling to the pressures as well.