Another Chance
I decided to go find that mission place and they took care of me and gave me food and medicine and a shower and some clean clothes. I talked to this guy that
really seems in tune with young people and their feelings and why young people runaway from home and then he called Terry. While he waited for the call
to go through I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't believe how much I've changed. I was still me but my face had a harder edge to it than I remember and
I even had dark circles and bags under my eyes that weren't there before. When I got on the phone with Terry I expected to hear shouting and anger
but instead she just cried and cried and kept telling me how good it was to hear my voice and know that was alive. I can't believe she still loves me and wants anything to do with me after everything I put her through. But she does! Truly!
Dear Diary,
I'm wide awake so I decided to write in you. I just got done reading what I wrote in the last few weeks and I can't believe that was me saying and doing all that stuff. I can't believe how much I've deteriorated in such a short time. I'm so ashamed! What's worse is that I hurt Terry and made her worry and I still have yet to talk to Lou. I'm quitting drugs, and I know that means I'm gonna have to quit Lou too. But drugs aren't worth the price you pay and me and many others are living proof of that! It's amazing how drugs can change you into another person and make you forget half of what you said or did. I can't wait until Terry gets here because I want to know if Ginger and Sandy and vangie are all ok. Even Lou.
Later
I talked to this girl Katherine and she told me her story and I really wanted to cry for her but I didn't. Katherine has been abused sexually, emontionally, physically
and mentally almost all her life. Her mother never cared about her and never stayed in relationships long and some of the guys she dated would rape or harass
Katherine when ever they were alone with her. She had her first joint when she was eleven, acid at thirteen, and by fourteen Crystal Meth and Heroin. When she couldn't take it
anymore she left and hasn't been back since. She told me she absolutely refuses to go home and would rather die first. It's a shame there are so many kids in the
world that are loveless and thrown away!
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Slipped Away
General FictionThis 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...
