Dear Journal,
Mom just told me that Danny has been using drugs. That's the last thing I ever expected from him. He was such a nerd in high school. He never partied or even went out much. As far as I know he never even so much as had a drink. Did I drive him to this? Was I too hard on him? And did this stupid accident send him off the rails?
I saw a lot of that stuff when I was in school. It's so hard when you're away for the first time. But he really wanted to get away. When I stop to think about it, he went off by himself—no big send-off. When I went down to school, the whole family came and got me settled in. Danny had to do everything alone. God, I feel awful now. He must have been so lonesome. It's no wonder that he turned to drugs to help him cope.
I don't know what I'm going to say when he comes home later. All I can do is give him my love and support. Mom said he wants to go into a rehab center. Good for him. He's owning up to his problem. I have a lot to do to make things up to him. He doesn't deserve this. But, I know he'll kick it and with our support, he can feel good about himself again.
God, please help him.
Theresa
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General FictionDanny Foster is a typical teenager on the surface. The third child after two high achieving sisters, he just blends into the household, barely noticed. When his sister, Theresa, is paralyzed in a car crash on her way home for Thanksgiving break her...