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When Leon Anzora was a kid his parents would beat him. He never quite understood why though, he was quiet, smart, obedient, and a clean kid. But his parents didn't care they tortured him, sometimes make him starve. He hated his childhood and would envy the kids that had what he didn't.
"Get up you lazy fuck!" William (Leon's Dad) Leon quickly got up from the couch and proceeded to back away. "What you too pussy to defend yourself?"
Leon backed into a wall as his dad towers over him. William looked at his son and laughed before pushing Leon to the stairs.
Leon's body landed pretty bad but he already had many bruises on him from the other and recent times he was beaten. He never cried when he told the stories in fact it made Him hate his family more.
He would tell me all kinds of stories, one time he told me that when a teacher of his saw the bruises a social worker came and asked many questions about the bruises, in the end Leon's parents didn't get in trouble but Leon got a beating for his life, which caused him to have a sprained wrist and a black eye.
Leon never really had interest growing up he was never into sports, didn't like to read, barley watched any movies due to the isolation his parents put him in. He was just...Leon, a kid who hated his parents and absolutely wanted nothing more to do then leave when he had the chance.
Leon also told me that his parents would look him in a room with nothing but water and a candy bar, he would be locked there for hours on end and if he made a single sound that was heard he would get punished for it.
His addiction started when he met his uncle who had ADHD. When he was 15, Now his uncle wasn't the cause of the addiction because he had left the room when Leon did 2 lines of adderall. And from there it got bigger. He began to take a lot of molly, then that turned into several lines of Coke, then his biggest addiction to a drug was Fentanyl, he never let me try it considering that almost every time he took it he felt like he was gonna die.
It wasn't however the cause of his overdose.
Leon came back from a long and bad day at school, he had taken a couple hits from a blunt but weed didn't really last till 2nd period. He had ran out of drugs and was in need of more. But with his parents being more broke than a gambler he couldn't steal from them. But luckily his friend had called.
"Hey Leo we're gonna head to some random house party wanna come?"
"Yeah sure where's the location?"
"I'll text you see you there."
"Yeah See you."
Leo waited till it was night when his friend texted the address. He quickly jumped out of his window and got on his bike pedaling to the house. He had already taken some Fentanyl that he saved for awhile Incase he really needed it.
After some time of of pedaling he had arrived at a house. It was just like every normal suburban house. Leon walked towards the house and texted his friend he was there.
"Leon you made it come in!" His friend said. Leon could tell he was drunk but Leon was high so he didn't really have his mind on earth anymore.
Leon walked in and was greeted with the smell of sweaty teens and weed. Some people went up and greeted him as well and the went off to continue to get fucked up. As music blared in the house and people dancing, Leon grabs a bottle of liquor and began to down it. Which wasn't exactly the best idea because he felt like he was gonna go in cardiac arrest.
Leon walked quickly dropping the bottle in the process, he walked in a random room and opens the nearest window and began to puke his guts out.
"Fuck..." He mumbles as he leans his body on the frame and lifts up his head towards the ceiling.
"You okay man." A voice says, Leon turns towards the direction and was met with 3 faces he has never seen before.
"I'm good." He mumbles as one of them tosses him a water. "Thanks." He began to drink it before the voice speaks again.
"No, what you need my friend is this." He put the water down and walks towards the people. "This shit will change your life."
Leon gets handed a glass cup filled with what he assumed is alcohol.
"It's just alcohol." Leon states like it's the most obvious thing.
"Yes But also a few more surprises drink up and you'll see."
Leon furrowed his eyebrows before looking at the drink. Something told him not to drink it but when he had that feeling he always did the opposite because he knew he was gonna get a kick out of it.
He downed the drink and it burned slightly. Suddenly the room became empty and everything just felt right in place. Leon got up and walked out of the room. He stumbled as he made it to the hallway filled with people smoking. He continued to walk till he found himself in the middle of the people dancing.
"Are you okay?" A random girl answers.
"I feel fuckin...." he couldn't finish his sentence before he fell to the floor. He was starting to choke on his vomit and his eyes rolled in the back of his head, he heard faint screams and shouting before he completely passed out.
He was in a coma for 2 weeks before he had woken up. His parents were taking with a doctor as he looked around. A lot of things happened for the next 20 minutes, he didn't tell me because in a way I think he felt sorta sad and upset about those 20 minutes and I didn't really wanna pry. He got kicked out once they took him home I dont think he seemed to care I mean they were assholes and fucked up his life. Bailey his cousin got into contact with him and flew him out to come live with her life became pretty good ever since.
He wasn't exactly a drinker so he would steal bottles from parties and once in a while buy them and sell them. He made pretty good money from that, his cousin owned 3 corner stores which made them live comfortably.
Bailey was aware of his overdose and she knew he relapsed 3 weeks after that happened. She was the type of person who ignored every bad thing and focused on the good, stupid but it's whatever, so in Bailey's eyes she pretended that Leon was clean and happy. Not a drop out, dealer, addict, who probably never revolves the same direction earth does.
Leon never actually told me what was in the drink all he told me was it almost killed him and if he had the option to go back in time and have it offered to him he would've taken it and maybe drink another.
It scared me to see that someone so kind and genuinely a good person didn't care if they died. I mean i was probably one of the worst me people out there But Lee was gentle and Caring, he didn't need to be. I mean his parents were far from saints.
Drugs were frightening like that, you could be an absolute saint, and still be easily whipped by something that can kill you.
