My dads a cop and I do drugs!
This is why I'm lucky!
Nobody know how high or drunk I get when I'm alone.
Which is a LOT!
I was drinking some scotch and smoking weed.
Nothing's better.
-NEXT DAY-
Is Sunday so I'm not alone.
I did have this feeling that I should do the drugs, but I pushed it back.
No way in hell am I getting caught!
"Ross, I wonder what you do when we're gone?" My dad asks.
"Do you make friends with the neighbors?" Mom asks.
I shook my head. How can I make friend when I can't talk!
Sometimes I think they're stupid.
-MONDAY!-
Everyone was gone!
Time to get high!
Weed, crushed pills.
Tequila, scotch, and vodka.
No better life than this!
-LATER-
I have no idea what happened today!
All I know is that I'm happy for the first time in forever.
I can't stop smiling!
Doing drugs is the best thing that has ever happened to me!
This says a lot about my life...
"Ross!" My dad yelled.
I flew out of my bed!
I ran down stairs and boy was he mad!
"What have you been doing while no ones home?!?"
Oh shit.
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FanfictionRoss can't talk! He doesn't even make noise when he sneezes! It's been this way his whole life! Can he make through life without making a peep? ***Trigger Warning*** *Cover by StarsR5*
