February 25
I don't know if I should be happy or sad but last night around midnight Lou came over and said she felt bad that she left me by myself and stayed with me for awhile.
She had some dexies with her and popped a couple, offering me some. I gave in my friend, and took them. After about three or four minutes I was tuned and Lou
smiled and said; "There's my girl." We started to ball right there on the living room sofa, oblivious to time or space. Just as we got into it, in walks my sister Terry.
We stopped and quickly got dressed, higher than kites, and tried to come up with something she'd believe. Terry didn't get mad, but she was shocked all the same.
Lou left then, and Terry came over and looked at me closely and said; "What are you on? Uppers? Dexies?" I was surprised and ashamed, because I didn't want
her to have to worry about me. Then we talked, and I found out Terry had suspected for awhile that Lou and I were together. Apparently my sister had had her
fair share of "Girlfriends" and that it was nothing to be ashamed of. We had a long talk about it all, but I was ashamed. Not because she caught me and Lou really, but because she had seen me
high. I didn't want her to worry. Like Vangie, Terry also said be careful.
Terry didn't like idea of me doing drugs but figured I was going to do what I was going to do.
Which is true.
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Ficción GeneralThis is the diary of a teenage girl's descent into the world of drugs. Mature content. Not for the squeamish. I do not own anything except my characters and this story. I wrote it from an idea I had, and I just rolled with it to see where it would g...
