Harmony

Part two

Back then I was good. I did well at school, I recieved awards and certificates and my teachers liked me. I made the sort of friends that always do their homework, and wouldn't dream of answering the teachers back. But that was all in Primary school. I moved up to secondary school and that all changed. I ended up seeing my head of house, at least once a week, and constantly had after- school detentions. Yeah, I had friends. In fact I was quite popular. I made friends with boys- went out with most of them. The only problem was, some of the friends I made seemed to be the wrong ones. They offered me spliffs in the school toilets, and drank alchohol. I wouldn't touch the alchohol. I didn't to be an alchoholic. I had the slpliffs though. I took my first one, and before I knew it I was was having five or six a day. At first they made my head feel spinny, I would pass out at random moments, but as I had more and more I got used to it. Mum recieved letters from the heads, informing her that my effort grades were slipping, that I needed to get it sorted or else I would be out of this school. Everytime I gave her the same excuse, telling her that I would get better, start paying attention, and everytime she belived it. But the truth was that I wasn't going to get better. Without Dad I was a mess. I was lost without him, but I couldn't say that to Mum could I? I couldn't say it to anyone.