My mom saw my needle marks. I thought they went away but I was wrong. She raised her voice asking again what they are. I started crying and told her about my boyfriend about the needles and the pills. She looked depressed and mad. She told me she doesn't want me like my dad. I then got up and ran outta the house crying I called him and told him about what happened and how I needed to get stuff off my mind. He picked me up and brought me to the house again this time instead of watching him do the drugs I did them to. They felt amazing. He told me he wanted me to run away with him. And live here in the house. So I did. At 1 am I went to my house packed up all my clothes and blankets and etc... I left a note saying I'd rather live with him then them. And that I will love and miss them. After I returned to his house I was welcomed by more people... It was awkward but they gave me many many many kinds of drugs and drinks and pills all I remembered was waking up in the middle of the basement with glass cuts and bruises everywhere.
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Never again
RandomA girl named Jamie found someone she "fell in love with" later she starts to question her love for him.
