July 22
10:45 PM
It's so good to be home I could burst! I missed my bed and my things and they are just the same as I left them. Terry also got a cat while I was away, a tabby named
Stripes. Later on we went out to dinner and had a long talk about everything and it was just so good to be with Terry and Michael again. Ginger called also and she
wanted to know if I was alright and that she missed me terribly. I told her I missed her too and that I did think about her while I was away. She told me Sandy is pregnant and
doesn't know who the father is. She is still dating the football player and he thinks it's his and that's fine with her. Sandy hasn't told their father but their mother knows and Sandy plans on marrying him anyway because she wants to keep the baby. Once they announce they are getting married then sandy will tell their father.
I'm really not surprised. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I think I'm gonna go to sleep now. I'm still not a hundred percent. Goodnight friend.
July 23
I looked at myself in the mirror again today and noticed I had cuts on my arms and wondered how they got there. I must have cut myself all the times I was
alone and had a bad trip or I was low. They look awful even though they are healing and I wish they would disappear. I must have been really out of it during
those times because I hardly remember doing any of it. Drugs are terrible and I will fight the temptation to ever use them again. It's not worth the despair or grief it causes, or the heart ache.
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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...
