There I was twelve, alcoholic, junkie, no place and lost my virginity. My dad threw me out once I was on drugs and an alcoholic. I was heading for a rough future, no homework, no work, drugs, fail on every exam and sleeping in every class. Soon after Mr Williams, my music teacher, found Heroin and Cocaine in my backpack, they hired a man who went through it all, my favourite drummer Steven Adler to talk to me about drugs and my problems. Even Steven talking to me didn't stop me. I was a train wreck heading to Hell. I soon stopped after I had a stroke at school in the middle of P.E. in 3rd year. So now I talk with a slur which is annoying because it sounds like I have a lisp. The school took me to a facility to help me get clean, if not my life was at risk and I would be dead. After getting out of the facility I turned up at my dad's doorstep with a teacher holding my ear. She rang the bell and my father came to the door. He looked down at the teacher and then looked at me smiling and in disgust muttered “That is not my youngest son.” I looked at him as he slammed the door in our faces. The teacher dragged me out the gate. “Mr. Campbell is this where you stay?” She asked scowling at me. “Well that's my dad but he kicked me out so I stay anywhere I can find.” I replied. She was disgusted. “I knew you lied but not about your father, maybe drugs, but your father Mr. Campbell come back to school and tell the other teachers that.” She scowled. She dragged me by the ear back to the school. I told the teachers and they burst out laughing so I walked out the school and set up camp at the back of the school. They could see me and when they got to the school the next morning I was asleep on my backpack. “William, William, wake up Mr. Campbell,” I woke up to find Mrs Faron in my face. “William did you sleep overnight here?” She asked hoping that I wouldn't say yes. “Yes Miss I slept out here last night and I told the truth yesterday, I didn't lie.” I replied bracing myself for waterworks. “Oh you poor thing come on in.” She started to cry probably because I finally told the truth. I went in with her. She and I were getting laughed at by teachers but I couldn't careless. “William, do you have any problems with anything?” She asked wanting the best for me. I replied with a simple no. She then searched my backpack. I had nothing to hide. I gave her the story about me and my dad. I got asked to go to the principle's office about my problems. “Obviously you have problems with lying.” He said trying to help. I was really annoyed so my reply was “Fuck off bitch I don't have any fucking problems, I'm out of this shit hole bitch.” I ran out and ran as far as I could be bothered to run which was to the town of drunks and drug addicts. When I got there, outside one of the houses was a woman, her husband and their son who was about 16, 3 years older than me. The took me into their house for Heroin and Cocaine but that was crap, it was to sexually abuse me while the woman watched. I couldn't do a thing to stop it so as soon as they left the room, I pulled up my trousers and grabbed my backpack, jumped out the window and ran as fast as I could away from the town and school, which was to the grave yard on Stony Top. I camped there for a while until a man kept approaching me and scared the living hell out of me. I then ran back to the school in search of something calmer. Again Mrs Faron let me in the school and searched my backpack, she found drugs, a bottle of vodka and a notebook all connected to the abuse. I stole all the stuff. She looked at me in disgust and then asked me about problems I again said that I had no problems, just with alcohol and drugs. After a while she stopped searching my backpack and said that I should attend an alcoholics anonymous meeting. I didn't attend because a twelve year old in AA, that's messed up really bad. She also set me up with a social worker to see if they could find the roots of the problems. I got called out of maths which was awesome because nobody understood it. Anyway I got called out of maths and I was to go and see the head teacher, Mr Rotte, who introduced me to Kevin, my social worker, he left me and Kevin alone to talk out my problems. At first I didn't say anything until, “William, I heard you've slept outside the building for a while.” He asked interested in me. “Yes, it was only because of my dad.” I replied reluctant. “Okay, so Will tell me about your dad” He asked hooked. “Well, he's a man with some hair and he's really nice.” I was trying desperately to lie to save my dad. “Okay but tell me what he was really like because we both know that you think differently.” He was on to my lying ways. “Okay I'm sorry, my dad is a man who happily drank alcohol all day and beat me constantly for the smallest things.” I mumbled. “How did you end up on the streets.” He asked trying to help. “I was five and I came home drunk and stoned out of my head apparently, but I don't remember it and then I lost my virginity. My grades are also awful and I fall asleep during classes, I'm not the best student.” I answered annoyingly. Then Kevin asked me another series of questions that I can't quite remember. It took him two hours to get to know me, so I missed, maths, Chemistry and half of Art. My teacher, Mrs Malvern, marked me as late because I was late, I sat down with nothing to do, so I slept. I woke up in time for lunch, Mrs Malvern didn't know that I slept through the lesson. After my meeting with Kevin I had several more before they decided to put me in care...
