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Drug Addiction

My parents send me to the richest school in the valley. Almost every student in that school is loaded with cash. My parents believe that cash equals class, and by sending me to the "rich" school, they are doing the right thing.

What they don't know is that the rich school is no better than the schools in the ghetto. What my parents don't understand is that the students at my school use that money for something other than nice cars, and name brand clothing.

They use their money for drugs. Both my parents, especially my dad (since he works in law enforcement), believe that the other schools in the valley are full of drug addicts, when in actuality mine is. My classmates have more money, so they can afford more drugs.

Many of the people whom I hang out with do drugs, except maybe four of them. My friends are like "What's the big deal?" The big deal? Well, maybe they didn't grow-up with disfunctional relatives to know, but I did.

My aunt was a huge drug addict. She would sell her daughters toys that my relatives and I would give her. Then my aunt would use the money she recieved from her daughters things for various sorts of drugs.

My aunt ended up with a boyfriend who had been released from prison. They were both doing drugs together all the time. Now my aunt is barried six feet under becuase she was murdered by her so called "boyfriend". Now her daughter is being dragged from one family to the next.

What's the big deal? Life. I don't mean to lecture, but you affect yourself and everyone else around you more then you are aware of.

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