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I was finally strong enough to get up out of bed and look at myself in the mirror. Doctor Bradford was right, boy was I ever malnourished! I can't get over how skinny
I've gotten and the dark circles under my eyes make me look like a raccoon almost. My eyes are bloodshot and my face is almost skeleton like it's so hollow.
What a scary sight I am! I tried to remember when this started but my mind is so fuzzy it's hard to tell. Doctor Braford says that will clear up in time but I wonder if it will at all because of all the drugs I have taken. Even some of that is foggy. Perhaps it's better that way because I don't know if I want to remember all that.(?)
Terry finally got here and she brought Michael with her. I thought she would be mad at me but she just cried she was so happy to see me. There was no scolding
or lectures just hugs and tears. I felt so bad that I had put her through all this again. But there was some good news too. Apparently _______ was arrested for rape of another
girl. The girl confessed to one of her friends who in turn notified the police and he was picked up the same day. Turns out he has done this before and the police were
able to get some of the other girls to identify him in a line up. Terry cried and blame herself for not seeing the signs and Michael felt so bad about not knowing ______
was like that he kept apologizing to me. I said it wasn't their fault and that I didn't say anything because ______ threatened to kill me if I did and I got scared.
I was just so relieved he was gone and that I could go home and not feel like I had to look over my shoulder all the time.(?)
Doctor Bradford said I could go home but under the condition I go into some drug treatment program because my blood tests came back positive for drugs. If I
agreed to do that and followed up with a doctor back home then he would sign me out in a week and we could leave. We agreed. I would agree to anything to just sleep
in my own bed.
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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...